The Light

Her arms feel the gentle caress of the luscious meadow; her nose can taste the sweetness of the rain to come

She feels the sunbeams dancing on her skin as she turns her face towards the sun

Her little paradise has filled her emptiness, she’s healed and whole again after so long

Happiness which was once a ghost has finally become her friend

Happily she skips home to the love of her life, leaving her piece of paradise, yet taking it along

She opens the front door; blood is spilled all over the floor…

What has she done, he’s dead and lying on the ground, she’s definitely hell bound…

right then a whirlwind sweeps her away, taking her into a dark and distant place, a strange yet familiar space…

Strange cause she had never been there before, familiar cause it felt like home…

What have I done, I can taste the copper of his blood on my tongue

It finally hits her like a heavy blow that leaves her on the ground

She awakens to deafening screams; she turns to her side, and he’s not there, she curls up in a ball and refuses the help they give to cushion her sorrowful fall

He walks in then, she’s now on his bed, he rains butterfly kisses on her head, and he tells her it was just a dream

You’re my sunbeams she says to him, you bring me all the joy I could ever hope for – never leave me, I promise I won’t be depressed and scared to love anymore…

He smiles, as if he knew all along that one day she’ll come out of the woods and enjoy the warmth of the sun…

Author: Wordophreniac

A sense of humor that lights up a room, an attitude to burn down a house, a deep soul to drown even the best swimmers.