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nadinehunt-blog · 13 years ago
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Lets take this box, fill it with all the hurt and pain.
Tie it shut and dig a hole deeper than the deepest sea.
 Toss the box till i hear it hit the bottom of the grave.
 Quick throw the dirt on before it sneeks up on me, it has a tendency to do that.
 I walk away wiping dirt and sweat off my brow, thinking what a great job i did.
No more than three steps from the fresh soil do i get before the earth rumbles under my feet.
 I turn just in time to see that box fly into the air.
 I spin around hoping the box didn’t notice me.
 Run run, head for the hills. It will never find me here.
 Just as i take a sigh of relief the damn box is right above me.
This time i cleverly hid behind a tree. It is large and solid, nothing could get to me.
 If i listen closely i can hear the pain and hurt.
It’s taunting me."take the pain you pussy", "you brought it on yourself".
Tightly pressing my shaky hands over my ears i dive from out behind that big tree.
"Where can i go?", "what can save me?"
Its hard to think...the box gains on me.
The house up ahead. it has doors i can shut it out.
Legs like rubber i just make it in time to slam the door behind me.
Tired and out of breath i slide my worn body down the door. Nothing can get through these walls.
Time goes by...i’m all alone...no way to open up the house to anyone who wants in.
Not with out that box invading.
I stare out the window hoping to see that box has disappeared.
No such luck.
It hovers just high enough for me to see it.
It stares me down.
I stare back.
There has to be somewhere...
I go for the door, turn the knob...i am drained.
Do i have anything left in me to run from this?
I flew open the door and darted.
I dont feel anything...
No love no hate...
Just blank.
I stopped running. i have reached the end.
A cliff is before me.
The box is there dangling the everything that i fear.
I peer over...far way down.
Too far for even this stubborn box to follow.
I wobble very close to the edge. I can feel the dirt giving way beneath me.
The box comes closer.
Where do i run now?
Where do i go?
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nadinehunt-blog · 13 years ago
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We are deep to our waist in our past. We run through it only to feel it freeze us in time. I will scrape and claw to break free and you can grow wings and fly it away frozen to you and not me. Take the pain away the higher you rise please don’t let it melt away til you cant hear me crying inside. Its so cold as you cover the sun but as you disappear I take the rays on my face and a drop of what froze me to you falls on my lips letting me taste the poison I once embraced. You had your time to save us now its my turn to save me. Ill close my eyes and hold tight to the nights I felt your skin next to me. But ill open them wide to the cuts I now have deep inside and remember why this could never be.
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