Post by Emily on Jan 4, 2009 17:53:30 GMT -5
A ragged building stuck out against the dark night and moonlight. Cars drove by and the mere sight of the building send shivers down there spine. Inside soft strumming on a black guitar could be heard. The notes seem mournful and almost howl into the night the base and handle gleam with silver wolves. Each pluck of the string was low, but voice that sung was soft. " despite the lies that your making, your love is mines for the taken...my love is just waiting to turn your tears to roses.." Tears fell with each soft spoken word and the figure stood strumming louder. "You feel so lonely and ragged, you lay there broken and naked...my love is just waiting to clothe you in crimson roses..."
To the ground she collapse, crying and sobbing the last pieces of her heart. Emily looked to the guitar as her blood boiled and thoughts race through her head. Oh how bad she wanted to break the guitar and release some of her pain and guilty! But no she held it close as a feeling form in her chest. Emily gasp as the feeling grew stronger and tighter in her chest. She tilt her head back and howled; long, low and filled to the brim with sorrow. It seem to go on for hours as the silent night sky carried her call out to the world. Slowly her head fell as she curled into a ball and stare into the sky, with the fear of closing her eyes.
To the ground she collapse, crying and sobbing the last pieces of her heart. Emily looked to the guitar as her blood boiled and thoughts race through her head. Oh how bad she wanted to break the guitar and release some of her pain and guilty! But no she held it close as a feeling form in her chest. Emily gasp as the feeling grew stronger and tighter in her chest. She tilt her head back and howled; long, low and filled to the brim with sorrow. It seem to go on for hours as the silent night sky carried her call out to the world. Slowly her head fell as she curled into a ball and stare into the sky, with the fear of closing her eyes.