Close Enough To Still Feel the Pain

I sat down... down... down... falling into retributions of lost souls with heavy hearts. I stood up... up... up... standing high enough to see the pain crowding over the decades of intermediate relations. I fell down... down.. down... deep enough to catch a glimpse of the fires of the hell I created. I flew up... up... up... high in the sky with hawks tearing apart their prey like it was nothing. I was your prey. You were my hawk. I was your hell. You were my heaven. I was your lost cause. You were my purpose. I walked toward... toward... toward... the black door of goodbyes... I ran away... away... away... far enough to not see my past, yet close enough to still feel the pain. Written By: Laura Loo Date Written: March 29, 2016