Bon, j'm'absente quelques jours et Skyblog
en profite pour changer! lol M'enfin bref, trève de plaisanterie, voici un
texte assez sombre que j'ai écrit il y a quelques jours...
/!\ En Anglais/!\
Because tears seems to be the only way to scream my pain
Because blood and scars are the greatest things on earth
Because my life seems boring
I'm ending this tonight.
Nobody can understand me anymore. And it's not like I
care anyway. Cut. Deep. Can't feel anything else
than real great pain. The only pain I love and adore. The
kind of pain I was crying for when I was a young girl.
Blood. Everywhere. I can't understand why I didn't
liked it when I was a little lady. But right now, I don't
undertsand anything. Just this great, pure sensation in
my body, my soul. This sensation of flying with angels, it's
better than any drugs. Last. Breaths. Dear God, is
it the end already? I didn't see that coming. I only wanted
to fly with angels a minute or two, not for the eternity... I
don't want to die... Do I? I don't know... Will. Miss. You.
You were my only reason to stay alive, to smile and laugh.
I can't believe that I will never see you again... And I'm
fucking scared... Hey, look at that! I'm DYING, all alone, and
all I can think about, is you. Why do I care about you? Why
do I think about you on my last minutes? Stupid, stupid,
I'm so utterly stupid! Stupid people like me needs to die
and suffer. Will you die and suffer with me? Say. Goodbye.
Everything is pitch black. I can't see, I can't breath. Why didn't
you loved me back? Too much darkness, feel alone.
Eyes. Open. Too much light, too much white... Hi...
Who are you? ... Dad? ... Dad, I missed you... I love you....
Do you thing they'll forgive me down here? ... I didn't even had
the time to tell them something.... What? ... I'm not dead? ....
Then where Am I? ... Hospital? .... Who are you? ... I'm sorry Doctor
Milley, I thinked you were someone else.... Tears. Pain. Was not the time.
Music : Smile in your Sleep - Silverstein
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