Wednesday, February 9, 2011

And the darkness he called night

He never jumped, but there were times when he wished he had. He was too proud and too intelligent to not be affected by the poisonous words from the gangs in that small town. As a child, being vulnerable and sensitive, it all becomes so very real, and the slightest scratch on your skin feels like a thousand needles.

They seemed to be everywhere, all the time, from early morning till late at night. Just seeing them made his stomach ache, the very notion of what they could potentially do or say to hurt him. While their powers seemed limitless, he himself felt as if the world began and ended where they walked. There was simply no escaping those rock hard phantoms, and at nights he would dream about steel cages and rivers without water.

Waking up he always new it was just another day in paradise.

17 comments:

  1. very poetic

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  2. You need to write a book. You are immensely talented with words.

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  3. Your blog tells a very fascinating story. I just wanted to stop by and say thanks for the comment you left on my blog earlier!

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  4. Hello,
    I like Your blog, and I follow.

    Just come and see mine.

    Adam,
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  5. you are such a good writer, love it.

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  6. sometimes, i think that darkness is beautiful

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  7. Thank you for your comment! It was lovely to come home from work to find someone has come across my blog. I'm new to this. If you have any wisdom, please share :-)

    You write beautifully. Are you published? If not, why not? x

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  8. :) thanks !

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  9. this is too wonderful.

    really.
    xo

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  10. Yep, it´s swedish : ) So learn! It´s never too late to learn something. Even though I can imagine it´s quite hard to learn swedish from scratch...

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  11. Sometimes German can be beautiful :)
    It means like:
    "Make a nice picture of your life and hang it up the wall."

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  12. Hihi, thank you! This weekend i'm going to start. Any ideas? xx

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  14. You Writing I unbelievably wondrously Beautiful <3
    I'm officially following :3

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