#kira7755

[oshade]

[oshade]

[ashesandashes]

Missles

Grayscale of color blurred past my face as tears started to stream from my eyes. Overcast, the clouds formed a barrier to the darkened colorless sky. "The missiles, they are going to release the missles.." "We have to find a basement!" Grabbing her pulling her towards a tall empty construction building "Help someone help us!" Is heard in the complete side of the school. Entering, Debris scattered around the floor in neat piles. Only shadows play here. Dark cold and corperate. Were standing still now an eerie silence thickening between us. Loud thundering from the outside, no bird chirpings, no drizzling of rain. A light humming gradually crescendoing towards the colorless barrier of clouds. "There isn't a basement." Slight grey light peeking through the top windows bouncing off the shadow covered wall. Dust particles dancing like glitter in the slight light. Our backs against a darkened wall in this concrete prison; A prison much like our own minds. Hope loudly faded with every breath that was exhausted. Both deadweight slump to the floor and just look into eachother trembling terrified eyes. A calmness washes over. Our eyes turn soft and you'd sware you could see the light blue and green hues. Acceptance, our eyes close.

[oshade]

Apocalypticly beautiful. Where the darkness meets the light.

[oshade]

I know we're not the best for eachother but just speaking to you feels like home.

kira7755

[oshade]

How do I put it into words

How can I tell you momma, the worlds cold

I feel the mourning in my soul

Like a baby bird dying days after its born

Alive long enough to watch the others fly

But never strong enough to glide

How do I tell you momma I've been sad for days

I used to sleep just to get away

But now I just stare into space

Counting the days the seconds tick as my life slowly slips away

How do I tell you momma

Theres this pain I gain every day

While im wasting away the other humans are out playing

Their play is pain

How can I tell you momma they make me sick

I see what they do to the defenseless

And it could be me too momma

It could be me too

The worlds crying momma

I feel it. The worlds sad momma..

Me too. Me too..

[oshade]

You looked at me with unfamiliar eyes and whispered "Who lost you? "

[oshade]

The night started in lust and ended up with us entangled in eachother like lost lovers.