hey sister, do you still believe in love, i wonder? He says that all of those I had asked for are here - that they are all fine, faring well. But, I don't think he understands the weight that those words themselves lift. For now, it feels as though I can actually breathe. The air is still thick, almost nonexistent, but I still cannot seem to get enough of it. My lungs are burning, my heart rate is rapid. I'm not certain that I can still function completely under these circumstances. Weak legs trudge onward until we get only a few meters away from the oasis. I speak up, saying that I can walk on my own. He apologizes before releasing me from the confines of his wings. I stumble forward until I collapse just inside the perimeter of the oasis. Legs crumble beneath me. Limbs folding and I drop directly into the dirt. Muscles trembling uncontrollably with no ability to get me back onto my feet. A huff of air pushes sand around me and I cough out the dust. "I'm blind, Hector. I was on a quest that gave me sight - but I've been blind since I was born..." Head low, pressed against the sand and my body still shaking. I tried to explain why I had wanted to know if he was still red - but I doubted he'd understand. I didn't know if it mattered, anyways. I just wanted to talk to Africa, or Cera, or Sohalia. No. needed to talk to one of them. "I need to speak to them. Please..." I whispered. I needed for them to know I was fine. I needed them to understand... |
Mystified, just spinning 'round in circles
Drowning in the silent screaming with nothing left to say
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