Deathdate` 9 nov 06
*i'm jus a lonely girl that nobody wants.. a thing that is of no use, a black sheep of the family... i live my life the way people want me to.. but,,, i really wanna know.. does anyone love me at all? i feel so left-out,, neglected, unwanted... how am i suppose to love, when i dunno what's love?? slowly, i'm forgotten,,, my fire's dying.. slowly... painfully...


nobody could hear her, for she was born without a voice. she tried so much for others to see her, but she couldn't, for she was too quiet to make them notice her. slowly, she became so invisible that one could forgot her existence.

at nights, when the moon shines brightly and the stars dance across the sky, she was left alone while others partied throughout the night. she cried, for she felt so lonely. she was sad, for everyone just could not see how much she yearns for a friend, just a friend will do. but the only thing that accompany her throughout her life was her tears.

for her whole life, she felt solitary. she felt no love, no security nor any usefulness in herself. she tried to love, she wanted to care, but she just couldn't get them right, for no one ever shown her how to do all that.

she always sees silhouettes, dancing and playing around her. she saw shadows asking her to join them. though these are just illusions, that was the only thing that could make her smile;a weak and sad smile. but everytime she tried to join them, she woke up and found herself again in this painful world.

slowly, she laid on the floor. she watched for the last time, the twinkle little stars high above her. everything was so unreachable since the very start of her life. how she wished she could reach a wish at the end of her life, yet everything is still as the same as before.

she closed her eyes tight and dreamed for the last time before she leaves. she saw those shadows again, dancing and playing, enjoying. but this time, instead of waking up from her illusions, she went on, joining them in the dances and the games.

high up there, the moon watched as the weak smile slowly appears on her face, and then gone again, with hours later, the siren of the ambulance that wake the neighbourhood up.

just as quietly as she came to this world, she left this world.

Categories: my stories [t]

This is a "deep" story. Is it from a book?
» kKAMa67 on 2007-02-15 03:14:22

reply to kKAMa67
this is written by me.it isn't from any book,just a little of thoughts and feelings.
» c-s-y on 2007-02-15 03:26:39

Sorry, you do not have permission to comment.

If you are a member, try logging in again or accessing this page here.