this fell out of me the other day
1 single tear
1 tear clinging to the very eye that so readily shed it
it finds itself falling
falling through darkness
then it lands, soft as a feather
but it does not know that it has began to crush it's foundation
the same thing that saw it falling
the same thing that tries to support it
cracking under the immense weight of the tear's sorrow, it's not strong enough
but what the tear has landed on is alive, well barely alive
it's merely a shell of something that used to be
at the moment the tear touched the shell
the shell felt the warmth of the tear seep into it
the shell had felt the dampness of his sad salty friend
it was faintly familiar
it reminded the shell of almost human-like emotions
it reminded the shell of a long time ago
it did not, however, remember them being so deep
it's emotions had been thinned like a young bulimic girl
the deepest feeling for the shell now was when it could finally make it through the first, dead, layers of it cracked and drying skin.
but now it was almost like it had become a part of the tear
seeping out real feelings like a leech
now that it has attached itself to the tear it can feel with the depth of a lake,
it can fell with the depth of an ocean,
the depth of the world, the universe,
with the depth of god
maybe if the poor tear knew it was crushing the shell
she could go away
but now it's too late
the shell has attached himself so securely
that if the tear tries to leave
it would pull the shell inside out
guts, blood, entrails all start to surface
every time the tear distances itself
the shell loves the tear because it has been it's only company in the darkness
the tear reminds the shell of happiness
something it lost a long time ago
it is reminded of times when
it lived, laughed, flew above the world
but it knows the tear will leave it
it knows it's sick fantasy will have to end
the tear will either run away
or wait for it's heavy heart crushes the shell's chest
stopping it's slowly beating, dust covered, "heart"
leaving the shell paralyzed and broken
but the shell already know this
this is why he sheds 1 single tear
an exact replica of
so many things he's tried to produce
so many different stories but all the same end
pushing
forcing him to give up
whispering to him that it's just a waste of time
whispering the seductive song of suicide
1 single tear
in remembrance of his love
Current Mood:
ummmm. ming?