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Let Me Fly Free

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Time flies,
I can barely hear,
It's enchanting beat.

This noise I hear,
Deep within myself,
Is it really true,
When it rings out,
That the pain I feel,
Will die with me?

Is there a way,
Or a path,
In which I could choose,
To take,
Out of this forsaken world?

So much happens,
It all seems to go by,
Far to fast,
For me to keep up.

How can this be,
That so much goes on,
Outside,
And within,
That I can barely keep up?

This is troublesome,
Indeed.


I've tried many times,
Just to pull away,
From the ever dieing fear,
Within myself.

The sound it makes,
Echoing in my ears,
Clouding my eyes,
Choking my voice,
Never seems to wither away.

Time,
And time again,
Time flies past me,
Never once ceasing,
At its fast pace.

Will the sounds,
That echo deep within me,
Come true?

Will my never ending pain,
Die with me?



    Silence fills me, as I recite these words aloud to myself. Never had I ever, felt so much despair. I could easily feel my world, darkening as it crumbled around me. The pain I have felt, time and time again, combined with this pain of now, is deathly close, to pushing me over the edge.

    I look over the edge, of the ten story high cliff, in which I stand upon. The waves crash upon the roots of the cliff. Their sound echoing up the rocks that built the cliff its self. Looking up, and into the sky, I can clearly see, the cloud covering the night sky. The dark clouds, seem to be shouting as thunder echos as the lightning flashes by fast. I know, beyond all of the clouds, lays the night sky, with it's shining stars, and bright moon. But I feel I may never see them again.

    I close my eyes, for a brief moment. A water droplet lands on my nose. It's cold and damp feel, starts to drip down my face. As I slowly open my eyes, the clouds burst, as if they held their own tears. My jaw drops slightly as I watch and feel, the rain splattering down across the land and water below.

    It feels as though it is a bliss, in which, I take part of. How could this be so peaceful? When all I feel, is the pain, within myself. How could this rain, wash away my pain?


So much,
Conflicting pain.

How can this be,
As though,
It may seem,
As if,
My pain will wash away?


   
I whisper those words to myself, as the droplets of rain gently kiss my lips and face. Blinking a few times, I raise my arms up to shoulder height, as I feel a soft breeze cross over the edge of the cliff. A sudden, and large, gust of wind takes me off guard. As I stagger back, and try to shield my self with my arms, the wind pushes me away from the edge of the cliff.

    I clench my jaw and shut my eyes tightly, as the wind rushes around and past me. I can feel the rain flying past me as a scent of fresh air starts to touch my nose. As the rain slowly starts to push past me, and fades, I feel warm rays caressing my soaked form. Slowly, as the wind dies down, I open my eyes.

    There, at the waters edge and horizon, rises the morning sun. Its warmth filling me with a hint of hope. My eyes widen as I look. Two rainbows, stacked upon each other, radiate of light across the clouds, that still linger across the sky. The warm colors, of the morning sunrise, shine softly, yet strongly, across the clouds and water. The warmth and light, slowly starts to fill me, with hope, that I thought I had lost.

    I close my eyes for a moment, before opening them, as a small smile, starts to cross over my face. I take a step forward, towards the edge of the cliff. I take another, and another, until I am at the very edge of the cliff. As my smile grows brighter, I leap off the edge of the cliff.

    The air rushes past me, as I fall. I let out a deep sigh, as I close my eyes again. Only to open them, just as two softly colored wings sprout out of my back. The feathers glistened softly with the colors of the rainbows, and glowed like the sun. As I continue to fall, my wings begin to flap, as I open them. The bottom of the cliff rushes up to greet me. But, just before I would crash, I veer up, as I launch myself up into the sky.

Let,
Me,
Fly,
Free.

   
I say those words to myself, as I fly up into the clouds and across the rainbows.
Let Me Fly Free

A two day late birthday present for myself, by myself. :meow:

I spent, one whole year, struggling just to stay alive. This story, represents my struggle, and my joy of freedom from my sorrows. I don't wish to go through any of those pains again. And I definitely don't wish it upon others.

Hang in there, you may just see a light at the end of that dark tunnel.

Story@ :icongurraeye:
© 2015 - 2024 GurRaeye
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MeiShinLong's avatar
This has just blown my mind, and burst my heart... Currently not in quite the place I wish I was, and reading this has made me sit down and reflect. I have a lot of thinking to do. Thank you for creating this GurRaeye.