The Evanescent Little Memory
The immortal: Dear little memory, my memories of you seem to evaporate with each passing minute, I have been blinded to see your capability to do the unbearable, the unthinkable, I have been ignorant and oblivious to you, but now it is tardy and late!.!.!.Evanescent: I thought that I could bear all this torture…guess I was too frail to survive, my ambition gone, I sit on my mausoleum going through a feedback, all that I’ve gone through from remorse to grief where has all that got me to!? I haven’t accomplished my goal…I haven’t fulfilled my dreams…I have failed in this struggle I have lost…no I have given up, I raise my guilty hands up trying to reach the sky trying to do the impossible before giving up, for I have done the unthinkable why not the impossible now!? I gaze at my hands…I scrutinize at the wrinkles in them shaking like they have never heard of youth, like I was never young…a teen like me shouldn’t even be this condition…she should be out having fun reveling this "simple plan", living, can i live while im dying inside!? Can i love while I’m hated…I’ve killed myself…others cant see the blood and the guilt but I can, i shiver at that thought, no one acknowledges my existence, even me! I have betrayed myself, Thinking that, I start poking my forehead…trying to feel something, doubtful that I'm still alive!. I have missed the sense of touch so bad that I am willing to pull the trigger just to feel something…!.even if I wouldn’t feel anything afterwards…I would feel the bullet and feel the pain … my name has been written in the book of Death, with my blood I have written my name in the Death-Note, DEATH is my destiny, I am the evanescent little memory I am a memory yet to be forgotten, yet to vanish, I cannot mesmerize you anymore…death awaits me…I was born to be evanescent…bang!.Death: now I know you are worthy of me, now I will give you with great honor, the death gods eyes…now you surpass life…you have chosen me as your god, you have made the right decision you have chosen death over life, now you shall be death's little assistance! But you will never surpass death!.Www@QuestionHome@Com