Her last party, attended in black glass beauty pours over a porcelain face she looks back on her life and wishes she didn't have to leave in vain mouth sewn shut, a painted face made not to look like her own a hand to hold, cold. Lifeless. The footprint of her life remains, but her smile and laugh were lost forever, only left as a memory. Her last party, attended in black, wanting to wake from this never ending nightmare to tell everyone that it would be ok, to come screaming from a mile away and blow us all away but now six feet under, she can no longer escape her worst fear. Her last party, attended in black, careless to pretend anymore. She knows she's gone, but she will never leave.
XxFragmented_RealityxX · Tue Nov 10, 2009 @ 02:41am · 0 Comments |