Though time had passed since my Love had said goodbye, thoughts of
her still creep upon me everso often. And of this, does the story about to
unfold come to my mind in form of a dream.
I dreamed I lay asleep in a quiet peaceful night, when a loud frightful noise
woke me from my slumber. I quickly scanned my surroundings to find the
origin of the glass-like shatter, but found myself in a darkened place very
unfamiliar. Growing anxious, it appeared that I stood within a darkened pit.
As I looked to toward my feet, I saw I was in a river of crimson red that leveled
off about my knee. Thinking this had to be an illusion, some trick or clever joke,
I reached down and felt this dark red water. As I cupped a handful and poured it
from one hand to the other, I noticed it was warm to the touch and had an oiley texture.
Now with crimson hands, I began to study the walls of this pit or cavern. As I stared
upon every wall, the sight was unbelievable to my eyes. Every wall held countless
cracks, thousands upon thousands of leittle webs that spidered up and down the walls
and through. I asked myself what could have caused so much damage? What could be
so severe as to shatter the walls of this pit which appeared so deep and dark? As I
examined these walls further I saw areas where the cracks had begun to mend but had
been broken apart and shattered again. Time after time it appeared the partially healed
walls had undergone some unbearable force which shattered them once again. Oh what
a force could cause so much destruction, the mere thought of it made me shudder.
I journeyed on until I noticed a light up above my head far far from reach, but through it
I could see a face, and when I squinted to make out who it was, I realized that the
resemblence sure looked like me. And as I stared, I noticed tears were streaming
down my face, as though I were extremely saddened by some thought or memory.
Then I began to realize where I was, the shattered walls, the river of crimson red, I was
standing, staring at myself from within a darkened pit also known as my Broken Heart.
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