the smell of death still lingers in that empty space...
no amount of time...could erase what happened there...
the presence of death is everywhere...
for death surrounds us where ever we go...
he is hidden in the shadows,those which are inside us...
hidden until his time to act his role...
that role of death...to have a person's life to just fade away...
as if never there...
just a distant memory...little traces left behind...
for others to notice and then to forget...
never to think about again...to busy to care....
leaving your presence forgotten to all...
you weep for knowing no one cared for you at all...your crys travels as winds...
people hearing them not realizing what the winds truely are....
dead to the life you had and dead to the world.....
no amount of time...could erase what happened there...
the presence of death is everywhere...
for death surrounds us where ever we go...
he is hidden in the shadows,those which are inside us...
hidden until his time to act his role...
that role of death...to have a person's life to just fade away...
as if never there...
just a distant memory...little traces left behind...
for others to notice and then to forget...
never to think about again...to busy to care....
leaving your presence forgotten to all...
you weep for knowing no one cared for you at all...your crys travels as winds...
people hearing them not realizing what the winds truely are....
dead to the life you had and dead to the world.....
writer's note:
wrote this on january 16th 2010...after Finn had passed away.. T-T wrote the words in my mind...and the smell still lingers in my room and in his cage -_- its the smell of death..no amount of time or sprays can make it go away... >_>
