Keep Calm and Beethoven On: April project- Day 3- Falling Ash

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

April project- Day 3- Falling Ash

I got this picture today-

Freaky, I know, but I love the image. I ended up with a poem instead of a short story today.

Falling

Down

Turning

To the ground

I can’t

Beleive

You could

Just deceive

Turning

To ash

Crying

Leaving fast

Just stitch

Me up

My blood

Is filling up

My skin

Cracking

My mouth

Still blacking

Giving

Up now

Sobbing

Don’t know how

Going

Through me

Burning

I can’t see

Can’t live

Anymore

Just let

Death be cure

I’m gone

Evermore

Can’t move

I’m done for

If I

Could die

My heart

Would just fly.

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A snippet of my mind...

In my dreams, I see words. They float around, just out of my reach. I wonder what they say, what story they tell. What lesson they teach. But even as I more forward to reach them, they pull back, not wanting to come out. A secret running away from it’s keeper. But when I wake, I feel them. I can almost hear them. The words. They fall upon me, begging to break out onto the blank page of my notebook. But then, I fall to the ground, defeated by the words. Because the words are too strong. Too powerful. But still, beautiful and fair. And though I know if I go any closer, run for them, I will fall. Because gorgeous as they are, they are deadly. They will kill me when the story comes to an end. Because all words have a beginning and an end, but the end is always more brutal. For the end, is when the story’s heart stops beating, and when it does, it takes a piece of my soul with it.