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At first, I wondered if all this was just a temporary dream...
now I know it's an eternal nightmare...
There was a storm today. I watched the dark grey clouds cry for the sins people have comitted, weap for the people this planet has lost. I heard the thunder yelling. It told people to wake up and see their mistakes, to see what they're doing. The lighning was like a warning, a wake up call... No one was out in the rain... no one wanted their sins washed off...
I was alone on the roof. My sins weren't washed off... the rain ignored my exsistance again and went right through me, leaving me dry. A quiet humm escaped my lips, as if I acompanied the simphony of a thousand sky tears... The sight was depressing, but it had no effect on me... afterall, I see people die every day...
The strange man appeared in my mind again... it's been days since I last saw him, and his words still rang in my ears...
I tried to shake off the thought about him and stood up. Looking in to my list, I saw a suicide was at the top of my list. It will happen soon, so I jumped down from the roof and headed to the place.
As I walked I noticed the lack of high buildings and the increase of grass. I was heading to a near by field where three beautiful trees stood.
Usually no one was around, exept for a few drunk teens at evenings.... but today I saw only a sober one...
He was completely wet, from head to toe, holding a thick rope in his hand and a chair in the other, watching one of the trees silently.
I walked up closer to the boy and just waited. I knew he was the one who was going to suicide...
"You're early... I'm not dead yet..." a whisper was heard.
I blinked and looked at the fighure in front of me.
The boy turned to the place where I was and smiled a little.
I instantly noticed one thing.... the boy was blind... but he could feel my presance...
"can you help me, death god? ... I can't seem to find a branch good enough..." He whispered.
most people would be afraid, or atleast shocked... this young boy talked to me as if I was a friend...
"you realize what you're doing..." I whispered back, watching the water from his hair run down his sad looking face.
The boy nodded and held out the rope to me. "I know it's wrong but... maybe It will be better for me in the other side?..." he asked no one in particulair... I took the rope and sighed. He was going to be a butterfly, just like me long ago... It's deffinately not better there... but I couldn't tell him.
I walked to the tree and tied the rope to a branch. Death gods shouldn't do such things... but I couldn't say no to such a miserable boy...
The boy slowly walked up to the tree and felt where the rope was. He placed the chair down and stood up on it.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked calmly, but made no effort in stopping him. If he's destined to die, he will anyway...
"I have my reasons..." the boy anwsered, putting on the rope.
"is life really that bad to you?" I asked, looking up at the weaping sky.
"It's worse than people think..." he said closing his eyes. "Thank you death god, farewell..." he said as he kicked the chair away and fell in to eternal sleep...
"farewell" I whispered as I kissed his forehead and a butterfly appeared. It fluttered around the body before it flew away to roam in the garden where all tortured souls go...
I sighed as I looked in to the sky again and then walked away.
I turned around and saw the body hang. Lifeless and without motion... his sins were being washed off by the rain...
The sky cried for the sins people commit and weap for the people this earth lost...
The simphony of a thousand sky tears was now playing for him....
 Indigo Wing · Sun Jul 20, 2008 @ 10:05am · 1 Comments |
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