Blue Sky Red

I feel my blood slip painlessly out of my body. My chest rises and falls as my breath becomes slow and less frequent... It feels as if someone lies on top of me, trying to squeeze out all my air... No one is there... I try to catch my breath but it crushes my rib cage even more. I look down and my blood is everywhere. It floats out of my body as if it were on air. It doesn't hurt. It never hurt. It won't hurt (ever again). It's blue sky red. It flows like a tiny brook, As I struggle to stay awake and catch my breath. I can feel my soul ready itself to part with my body and take flight once again. The invisible being stealing my breath, slowly waits paiently as I feel my chest grow tighter without air... I slip into dreamless sleep. An eternal sleep My soul parts itself and as I am floating looking down at the temple that housed me, I feel remorse. I wish I could have stopped her. Talked to her. Ask her why she was sad, and make her happy. I turn to see what I can see and I immideately think of my boyfriend. In a second, I am in his bedroom; watching him. I call to his soul and it wake up and embraces me. We kiss. His lips feel wonderful against my cold skin. cold skin... My body is cold. my body... I realize I shouldn't be able to touch the one I love. That temple I was in was my body It was me. Blue sky red blood was my own. The invisible being pushing my air out was death, as my body died. I pull from my lover's touch and begin to cry. (Should celestial bodies cry?) I am forced to tell my love I am dead. I came to see him and love him before I had to go. His soul begins to cry. I can not comfort him. He asks why and it all floods back. I tell him I was sad and I needed to get away. I think to myself, true love wasn't enough to save me. And I remember how my blood looked upon the floor. The color of the sky at sunset... Written July 8th, 2001 © on Dec 05 2001 03:12 AM PST   18 • 0 • 1