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[aid] => mick
[title] => Message in a Bottle
[time] => 2006-06-10 23:25:37
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[bodytext] => I write to you: Clouds are forming in the sky I feel like I could break down and cry I pray to God that we’ll meet again You were my lover, and dearest friend Reunions will never be the same I miss you so much, only time can stop the pain When the rain comes down, my thoughts lead to you I could never find anything else to do I would hold your picture, as I sat on my bed Remembering times we’ve shared, because in my heart, you’re not dead In fact, you’re very much alive and real I feel you swimming through my veins The propensity is too much, and I can hardly deal Sometimes I wish it were me instead With Death who has left me cold in my bed But I wasn’t so lucky to be the one chosen to go I guess no one could hear the silent tears I’ve tried to show And I have cried my eyes dry No more tears do I have left to hide So I swiped away the past that was pouring out of my leaking and rusted spicket Through which far too many horrible truths have been revealed, and I missed it Missed the chance to try and save you Being honest, I’m not sure I’ll make it through But Faith had different plans And now I’m holding what’s left of you here in my hands It was too late to savor the light the wind had blown And the last bit of your candle light burned to the tip of its wick, and then it went out, as the warmth had fled your now vacant home The light was dimming and had slowly faded The darkness gave me the gift of a broken heart That has left me alone and jaded I hope you can find a way to forgive me for all the hurtful things I’ve done The world without you has turned dark, like the loss of the gleaming sun For its existence is to heat the earth and to give it life But most of the time, the only thing I feel and see are the shadows of the night My intentions were never to cause you pain You’re like a scar that will always remain But I think to myself in time it will get better That’s why I’m writing down my poisoned thoughts All out in this letter If you can see me from where you are Please give me the strength to make it far I hope God realizes how fortunate he is that you’re there Because the life you left behind is prim, and it leaves me in despair I sit here beneath the willow tree And at least I know your soul is free The sky turned to a dark shade of grey And as it had begun to rain, the seams of mind had started to fray You’re now united with the angels, and for all of the days to follow But their hearts are not the one’s who are now left empty and hollow I let the drops of the wet pleasure Wash away my pain that cannot be measured So I closed my eyes and whispered: “See you on the other side” And for that bleak second in time, I could almost hear you cry After that I felt somewhat relieved Now I can one day look forward, and say “I believe” Blurred vision do I have no more Because when it’s my time to go, my heart will be restored I looked across the field of rested souls who were lost in deep sleep And they would never be able to awaken from their slumber, knowing they were finally at peace They rose up and floated above their graves Not afraid of leaving their body, their troubled minds have turned to haze They suddenly feel accomplished, and happy with what their lives have led up to All their sins have been forgiven, with no where else to go and no more options to choose The wind blew against my face as I started to smile Knowing you’re presence in this lifetime was well worth while I let out a sigh not regretting a moment I waste Because I won’t get anywhere if I do, and it only leaves me to haste I picked myself up off the ground as I clenched my gold locket-inside a picture of you and me Knowing what I had to do, I moved my legs that seemed to be weighing me down And made the struggle of walking until I’ve reached the sea In the back of the cemetery I saw the edge of the water, and the waves crashed violently against the rocks When I reached the border I stepped closer and closer until I was near the end of the dock It was about a good 20 feet I’ve noticed as I looked down But I could still feel the spray from the mist that high off the ground My clothes became drenched and my body started to shake And I would remain standing with one last action I needed to make I first looked up at the sky and shouted: “I’m sorry, please forgive me” Then I yanked that gold locket hanging from my chest so very recklessly I held it by the chain dangling high above my head And thought carefully for a moment the words about to be said I whispered out into the loud sound of the ocean Pondering my thoughts with each and every notion “I’m simply running out of time, will you please just show me one last sign?” Then I paused to pay close attention To see if God had something he’d like to mention And just then, I felt a strong gust of wind pushing me back And quickly I grabbed a hold of a pole, trying to relapse But I still had that locket I possessed with love and care With hair plastered to my face, and not much time left to spare The powerful gust had finally ceased My next action leaving me far from pleased Again I got up and stood right on the edge Feeling my naked toes hanging, and overlapping the ledge So many thoughts ran through my mind and I was drowning myself with grief I hesitated, but the grip of my hand had grown instantly weak I watched the gold locket sink deeper from the moment it fell Reality’s arctic fingers ran down my spine, with me wishing it was not farewell My eyes were level with the horizon that seemed to run sideways for eternity I whispered “I have to let go, but in time you’ll see” With those recently spoken words, I said my last goodbye I turned around and walked away Seeing colors changed from grey to red, which ranged far throughout the sky I have this dream that in the stars we will meet When it comes true, my life will then be complete I live my life a day at a time Wishing you were here to be mine As days fly by in time and space You’re gone but I’m still here, for this is my place I sometimes think “Will you wait for me in heaven, or stray far away?” My hopes will stay strong, but only God can say No one could ever come close to taking your place I do not need evidence to prove loving you was my fate You were truly the one and only my dear, from the very start And know that always and forever.. shall you stay in my heart Goodbye my love, rest in peace Sincerely yours, signed with memories I keep --After I have wrote my story in the letter, I rolled it up and put it in a glass bottle I closed the last chapter with a cork, walked back out to the dock, and cast it out into the ocean with a full throttle And for the last time in a long while will the salt tears carve their way, and melt wet trails of sorrow that stream down my face And I shall no longer taste the bitterness of my aching sadness, but instead watch the currents guide my past out of sight, gliding away with poise and grace.-- [comments] => 5 [counter] => 276 [topic] => 22 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