Thursday, June 12, 2008

Broken Angel

She closes her eyes in an attempt to block out the memories, but even when darkness is all that is cast before her, she can still see the mix and blurs and blemishes of the colours that formed the scene, the people and the sorrow...and the screams of agony echoed in her mind, threatening to burst her mind -

She tries to shut it all out but, in the attempt, she opens her eyes. Before her stands her younger sister, her eyes full of questions, tears hanging from her lashes. She wanted to smile at the soft innocence before her, as her sister quietly said , her eyes searching, "What happened to daddy? Why is he still sleeping?"

The cold truth gripped her as the frivolous winds seemed to blow from behind her sister, as she stood before the open window, blocking the sunlight and dazzling like a broken angel. Tears threatened to betray her as she stepped forth, put her arms around her sister and softly whispered, "He went to join the angels, to see how much love I still have to give..."

1 comment:

Shayeari said...

but Death troubles still...doesn't it?