A tempest rages within. 
The swirling waves of loss drowning my will. 
The blasting winds of grief silence my cries. 

An eternity gone. 
A life destroyed. 

Oh God let it end! 
Let the continued torture 
of my exitstance 
cease for those I love! 

I run blindly into the street. 
Exhausted mentally, spiritually, 
physically... I collapse. 

Strangly a voice calls, 
begging me to rise. 
I push it away. 
No more. I won't hurt another again! 

I will myself to stone, 
immovable... unlovable. 

Two lights suddenly appear. 
The roar of an engine. 
The impact sends me flying, 
slamming into the ground with bone crunching surety. 

Again the lights, the roar. 
Struck again and tumbled 
beneath the vehicle. 
Burning, scrapping the flesh 
from my bones as I am dragged 
for what seems an eternity. 

Finally released I roll to a stop. 
Barely conscious I pull myself to safety, 
unaware that my arms are broken, 
my legs unable to move. 

There are people now, surrounding me, 
giving aid in attempts to save the life I no longer want. 

"Father, please, let me come home!" 
cries every fiber of my being. 

Darkness...

Years have past now. 
I've adjusted to being here. 
Does He want me? 
Not yet, but I'll wait. 
Someday I'll get to go home.


November 13, 2000
SharayaKai