October 13, 2009 - 5:36pm — silentlikethat
....As If I Know You're Coming.
I burned under frost. Legs froze on contact with the ground, grass like steel blades against my fur as I sat. The sun screamed through the trees in patches as it burned each living green thing it touched. Yet I was not blessed with its heat as it poured down upon my shoulders.
Cold Shoulders.
How often I regret friends who gave them to me after learning of me. And I out of the kindest of my heart never ask why. When just yesterday we were inseparable, today seeing you look at my face brings bile to your lips. You never tell, but offer me the cold shoulder in exchange for what we shared. You never tell. I'll never ask.
How long will I be just another being? Moments of worth, of feelings come to me. I felt the need to be a watcher over wandering fawns. To be the constant appearance of one who should not be alone. I've felt affection, felt joy at running with others, dancing. But they never last, for the butterflies never stay at one flower when there are more. Can I say I'm wilting? Is a dandelion not as pretty as the violet or poppy? Or should it still be treated as a weed, a nuisance.
It has happened. It's happening. And it will continue till my lids forget to lift one morning. I'll have memories. I'll have flashes of legs and faces running past me, past one who seeks a familiar hide that would not mind my touch or silence. You stare, with a glazed look like when one glances at a tombstone. Am I dead already to you? Do you wish I would fill one of those graves, cast my bones on the ground as the sun bleaches them whiter than the Gods?
You make me burn at how frigid you all become with me. I am but one doe in a Forest of many, just one being who does not seem to gather anyone by my side when I need it. When I wish it. When I dream of it. For in my dreams you come, you all sit. You come to me without a thought of selfish greed in your heart. I am One among Many in my Dreams.
My face is here, my limbs here. I wait for one who will listen to my silence. Who will not cringe at my touch. Who can perhaps....stay by my side.
awws. You Know You Love Me
You Know You Love Me XOXO
Mick<3MikaNateMickenerIlyanaLithium<3PilgrimAnima
<3 You are a fantastic
You are a fantastic writer.
Poor Jettem, though (assuming it's her). I wish I could have Amary or Oisin meet her, but I never see you in-forest.
~Paz
main deer: Amary, Melinoe, Sheen