The time is drawing closer to when my father will be gone from my life, the pain will end. The facade will fade and the violence of the storm will rage around me. What will I do? Will I be able to continue to shield those who are precious to me and still fight? Doubts and fears still haunt me as I sit and write. As I face the darkness and see across the wasteland, I know that the passing of all I ever knew would will have to happen. And yet, I hope that the prophecies of destruction will become a lullaby for rebirth. I cannot stop what I have set in motion. I must find the strength to continue to fight. I'll hold on to what is dear to me and prepare to fight my greatest battle. I'm holding my last breath, praying for the beginning of the end...
 Karidys · Thu Oct 28, 2004 @ 02:53am · 2 Comments |
