My Misery

images (4).jpgWhy can’t I smile and mean it anymore?
Is it because of my friend, dear Misery?
But, I’ve known her now, more than anyone of flesh.
She whispers constantly in my ear.
Of a promise…that if I go with her.
She’ll take my spirit and scatter it amongst the stars,
so I may no longer be alone, in this world of the forgotten.

Ashback # 2 – That Afternoon…

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We played and played. Dad, at your service, what game shall we play next? You couldn’t get enough of me and I couldn’t take my eyes off of you…that afternoon, together.