Smile.
By FallenHero
When I look into the Abyss you call tomorrow, I see the black. The inescapable
dark that shadows our every move. This world is but a balancing act of
loss and gain. Those who gain live in the light, but every scale has two
sides.
I toe the line of this abyss and drink in its cold. I see his foul face
sneering towards the shattered remains of this once mighty soul. The soul
who once lit this world, the soul who kept it warm. This Atlas on sand,
this trial less Hercules, this frail knight raising his final salute, is
all that is left of the man who will never be.
I stand at the abyss looking through ashes of a life not lived, seeing
a future that is never to be. They stand at the edge of the abyss, viewing
the shade they never new, the cold we live with everyday. They all fall
to our world but we are their stepping stones back to the light. Every
red line on our arms gives us a small flash of their light, every burn
brings us close to life, just to be dropped back at the edge.
We stand at the abyss with a decision to make, to surrender to the Abyss
and let fall the light, or embrace the dark we live in with a sweet caress
of the blade and join our fallen hero. Join in his defeat. For some to
win we all must loose. We must be the buffer to that abyss, to save the
light we will never know.
Comments on "Smile."
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On Saturday, September 30, 2006, Dei
(665) wrote:
I have read this a few times. I love the lins about the scales. Welcome to Dp friend. -Natelle
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On Thursday, December 22, 2005, veingo
(533) wrote:
" Atlas on sand" That is one hell of a line! Welcome to DP. ^V^
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On Wednesday, December 21, 2005, Nail Bunny
(161) wrote:
That's good. nice entry work... welcome abord