Leave Something for the Archaeologists
Athribis
2004-04-14
2:27 pm
The Sky Conspires to Swallow Me
I think I'm coming apart at the seams. And all my stuffing is leaking out...
It just hurts. I don't know how else to say it. It all just hurts so much. And I don't even know why.
There's this stress - completely crushing me. I don't know how much longer I will be able to live with the thought that my happiness is dependent upon the whims of people who cannot possibly understand what the wrong decision could mean for me.
It's so precariously balancing. Me, standing underneath it, holding out my hands in some hope that I can catch it when it falls, that I can save this fragile light from shattering...
I'm going to be there, on my knees, covered in its blood and rotting guts - screaming - tearing my stuffing out.
And the hurt will become so intense that I will go blind. And I fear that I will never see another light again.
