A letter to annyone who cares

[Fénix]

What is it about you? I lay here on my bed in the dark thinking about you...Just thinking about it. Well, I wonder what would happen. I can't sleep, you are in my head. sigh, the realization hits me and my eyes open.

What if?...why do you seduce me with your sharp edge? Or maybe I'm just tired of just being the loner. Maybe it's time to do something about it.

Yet no knowing why you come to mind when I'm feeling like this it scares me. Heh, nah screw it. I reach out to touch and you end up in my hands.

My fingers carass you slowly as I think.All that comes to mind are more questions. Questions about this being right. You and me here alone. Nobody would ever think that I would... You are cold to the touch, but will you bring me the peace that my sould seeks?
It doesn't matter now. You are just an object. You just a knife.

That night I sat the knife back in the drawer of on the night stand that sat next to my bed. Gave no more thought to it for a while. Yet here I am again with my arms wrapped around my knees and knife in my hand. Same thoughts going trough my head. I bet my face lacks any expression of emotion. Glancing down at the knife in my hands, I realize that they would get over it. No one will miss me. They will hurt, but will my absence really affect everyone? My family is strong. I'm sure they will eventually get over it. My friends, they will shrug it off even faster. It ends up being meaningless. Heh, then again, I'm the one who said that it's amazing how one person can affect anothers life dramatically....Fuck it I don't care anymore, I'm bored of this life.


Danny, Jossy, Rachel, and Denise. Blood made you my cousins, but you were always my little brothers and sisters. Everyone I'm sorry...Mom, I never told you this. But out off the people that I met in my life. You were the most perfect human being. "Te quiero mucho."

It's ridiculous to fear death...for how can you fear something that you have no clue what it is like?


Bye...


------------------
"I've had to spend the majority of my life vigilant against the thoughts and emotions of others pentrating my mind. But just this once, as the psychic dam begins to burst, I dont try to stop it... because the only emotion that comes crashing through the breakwall...
is hope.
It washes over everyone. Infectious... growing in strength...
Connecting us... uniting us... until suddenly...
strangers dont seem so strange anymore."
Jean Grey- X Men # 71


Enter Daredevil @Hero Realm

[Oz]

Fenix we love you. Good story. Let's keep it a story...

[Coke Cans]

and the world grew cold for the moment... that the thought of loss made those too bold... who still in silence hold their tongue... but yearn much....

you would not be forgotten. EVER.

------------------

"If Worms had guns, Birds wouldn't fuck with them. " - Unknown

[dwim]

Ok.. let see... I got off the computer a few hours ago then here's someone on a depressing fit. Good prose work... keep it fiction.

------------------
I try to be humble but this guy threw my greatness in my face! I'm trying to deny my greatness!

"Everything belongs to me because I am poor." - Jack Kerouac Visions of Cody

[Fénix]

-=laughs=- I had to reply to Dwim. I'm not having a fit!! LOL. Damn it!


Oh thanks everyone. The line between fiction and reality is blurry sometimes.
------------------
"I've had to spend the majority of my life vigilant against the thoughts and emotions of others pentrating my mind. But just this once, as the psychic dam begins to burst, I dont try to stop it... because the only emotion that comes crashing through the breakwall...
is hope.
It washes over everyone. Infectious... growing in strength...
Connecting us... uniting us... until suddenly...
strangers dont seem so strange anymore."
Jean Grey- X Men # 71


Enter Daredevil @Hero Realm

[This message has been edited by F?nix (edited September 18, 2000).]