Two Sided Coin (working title)
(Not sure if I should start with Every time I used to see her my heart would race or I sat silent in the empty room) I sat silent in the empty room glaring at the flask and envelope that had been left at my table. The morning sun poured into the room, seeping into every crevice and revealing its ugliness. Dirt and dust flew up into the air, suspended by the putrid orange rays. Love. It is the single most destructive force known to man. It breaks down your barriers and makes you vulnerable. It forces you to share and become one with another person and when something goes wrong that pain dwells deep within your being. It is a pain like no other, one that cuts through all the armor that we put up during our lives …show more content…
I ripped it open and allowed the torn up pieces fall onto the already messy ground.
“You have not been yourself for a long time. I think we both know why. I have concocted something that may help. Go outside , take a swig and embark on your journey. …show more content…
The nausea had subsided but a flurry of thoughts still rushed around my head, flooding it with doubts and nervousness.
It has been many years now that I have been alone. It is as though I hear her walking off. The slow lingering sounds of her footsteps are absorbed by the darkness outside. Life is so harsh on me, leaving me in my loneliness. The way it closes me out from her and turns its back on my pleas. My useless cries fall onto the deaf ears of life. I had her for a time. Her beautiful face appeared for a flash only to once again dissolve. (a bit clunky)
In my desperation something caught my eye. The winking grin of the flask stared at me, begging to be drunk. Resistance is futile. It is my final connection with her, the only way to relive the joy I once had.
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The starry sky was jagged and disconnected from the grass, a sharp difference from the last time. Stars bled from the sky like a thousand pale golden tears. Once again I could feel the life leave from my legs and I found myself moving without sensation. This time the sensation was remarkably different to last time. I felt myself swimming in the pool of the night sky, beating on against the
(Not sure if I should start with Every time I used to see her my heart would race or I sat silent in the empty room) I sat silent in the empty room glaring at the flask and envelope that had been left at my table. The morning sun poured into the room, seeping into every crevice and revealing its ugliness. Dirt and dust flew up into the air, suspended by the putrid orange rays. Love. It is the single most destructive force known to man. It breaks down your barriers and makes you vulnerable. It forces you to share and become one with another person and when something goes wrong that pain dwells deep within your being. It is a pain like no other, one that cuts through all the armor that we put up during our lives …show more content…
I ripped it open and allowed the torn up pieces fall onto the already messy ground.
“You have not been yourself for a long time. I think we both know why. I have concocted something that may help. Go outside , take a swig and embark on your journey. …show more content…
The nausea had subsided but a flurry of thoughts still rushed around my head, flooding it with doubts and nervousness.
It has been many years now that I have been alone. It is as though I hear her walking off. The slow lingering sounds of her footsteps are absorbed by the darkness outside. Life is so harsh on me, leaving me in my loneliness. The way it closes me out from her and turns its back on my pleas. My useless cries fall onto the deaf ears of life. I had her for a time. Her beautiful face appeared for a flash only to once again dissolve. (a bit clunky)
In my desperation something caught my eye. The winking grin of the flask stared at me, begging to be drunk. Resistance is futile. It is my final connection with her, the only way to relive the joy I once had.
...
The starry sky was jagged and disconnected from the grass, a sharp difference from the last time. Stars bled from the sky like a thousand pale golden tears. Once again I could feel the life leave from my legs and I found myself moving without sensation. This time the sensation was remarkably different to last time. I felt myself swimming in the pool of the night sky, beating on against the