I had yet another dream...
it seemed to be the same as the last too. I was surrounded by darkness and a light fogged shroaded over me. I had thought it was over, but again I was mistaken. I stood in silence, waiting for something to happen. After the last two dreams... nothing could suprise me now... so I thought.
Wait for me!
I turned around, looking about in the dence fog... I heard some one... some one familar but I could see no one.
Who are you!?
I am you...
I've heared that line before! Show yourself!
Look behind you.
As I turned around, I felt a cold chill roll down my spine. Every thing began to turn white but I was able to see clearly.
I stood before a wide mirror... not just any mirror though... the one from my dreams... the white room where I spent most of my time when I had first awoken. The room was furnished with a bed with on white sheet and a wooden desk.
As I turned around fully, I had faced myself... my reflection in the mirror.
Why we keep running?
Running...?
We've been running for quite some time. Can we please stop.
Running from what? What are you talking about?
From everything. From our past, from our feelings, from every one. Why do we have to run?
I didn't understand at all. My I stared into the mirror, gazing endlessly into my own ice-blue eyes to find the reason.
I think I know why we keep running... because you are scared to face yourself... your fears. You nevered listened to me. I told you to open up... to live... you only shut me out though and kept running... so I followed you. I followed you then... and I'll continue to follow you to the end... But please... could we please stop running, just for a little while?
I was still confused by what the voices had said... running... from myself... could the voice that was speaking to me... be my...
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 Rei Kizuhara · Mon Feb 28, 2005 @ 08:47pm · 3 Comments |
