February 24, 2004
Further - Annadyne
a rustle in the tunnel of darkness. gripping for the comfort that slowly comes to pass. the devious windings of the dreary cave. prove to be nothing more than a tedious maze. her tumbling flight only draws her further in. knowing that shell never feel the warmth of home again.
running through the waning unsteady light. as the last twinge of hope fades with the blooming night. the only noise around her is her own echoed screams. hoping that this nightmare is just a fleeting dream.
seeping black. cant turn back...
summersaults in her head...
hollow space. life misplaced...
summersaults in her head...
frenzied daze. shadowed haze...
summersaults in her head...
losing faith. no escape...
summersaults in her head...
fuchsiagrl1 at 1:48 p.m.