.svg/2000px-Google_Chrome_icon_(2011).svg.png){kind=icon}
06-21-2014, 12:41 AM
|
I'm dead in the water, still looking for ya'
Uncertainty. Useless emotions swarmed around the indecisive upheaval of unrelenting images. Ultimate images of what had once been urgent ushering towards a goal of utopia-like proportions had been rid from her mind. But the uncertainty of her existence lingered. Resistance. Reckless reminders of rash decisions and ruined lives rushed through her rallying mind. Racking through each level for ways to make the ruckus stop for a few moments of ritualistic silence. Of course, her reliance on these such methods has never proved the most rewarding, and so here she is racing through the fields to try and right her mind once more. The resistance to the pain is still present though. Walls. Even wise ones know that the walls will eventually crumble with one whack in the right location. So, when her mind begins to crumble and she falls weary again, it is a miracle she can even place herself in the right frame to not beat up her wasted frame even more than it already is. She may have waited until she was weary to start to eat, to drink. She may have tortured herself and gifted her bodice with heatstroke. But it was all to rid the memories from her wild mind. Weakened walls were not rebuilt. Tears. Terrible memories take over as she wallows in her pain. Trembling limbs tear each last bit of her strength from her tortured bodice and she teeters back and forth until her barreling frame comes to a treacherous halt and she tilts to her right. Two seconds later she is crumpled up on the ground. Tears staining her cheeks, but when one tosses in the sweat from the run one cannot tell if it is tears or simply her torturing herself. She'd begun to lose weight. In fact, she knew Alleo would force her to eat when she returned. So, she tortured herself for a little bit longer, telling herself that she'd be okay as long as she could get back into the Falls before collapsing. So the tears kept tumbling down. @[Phaedra] |
⁂
Mystified, just spinning 'round in circles
Drowning in the silent screaming with nothing left to say
⁂
Mystified, just spinning 'round in circles
Drowning in the silent screaming with nothing left to say
⁂
