Darling, you can't have me. You can hold me, take me, or love me but you shall never have me. For I am a free bird of the midnight sky, a drop of sun's light in a lightning storm, a quiet mist in the desert. I am unable to be ordinary. I am unable to be normal. Mundane joys are of no value to me and that is precisely why you can't have me. You can't and never will be able to grasp the whole visage of who and what I truly am.
Darling, I can't let you lose yourself in the midst of finding me. I can't let you turn out like me; a ghost who continues to walk the earth unknowing of why she is walking barefoot in a path of bloody thorns — unable to stop.
Darling, leave me. I can't give you anything for I don't have anything left to give. For your sake, please run as fast as the strongest winds can carry you. Run.
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Word Vomit
Randoma collection/compilation of short stories, rants, prose, and poetry. Disclaimer! All the pictures r not mine but from Pinterest so ctto.