Visions Beyond Life & Death

Unseen

I see you, but why can I not touch you or hear you. He is touching my face' Am I dreaming? Is this real? His hazel eye's gaze upon my skin, why can I not bare to look at him. Is it because I am not worthy to have him look upon me, Why is the question I have. Why me?

Wake up, Wake up, Wake up.

I am screamed Delilah I am up now please get out of here, she say's to her brother! why must you be so annoying. I sighed as he left the room, woken from a dream that I longed to stay in. Why must this is all be so confusing I don't understand; what is this hidden mystery, he's so perfect even his stance and walk are untouchable by a mere Mortal. As I sit in bed I wonder how my life become what it is now, wondering why had I lost my parents at the age of 20, leaving me to raise my 13 year old brother. Which he was lost also word's can't describe how much he mean's to me, thou we argue but isn't that what Siblings do, Enough sob Stories for now, I need to get ready for work...I walk to the closet seeing as it is raining outside which is perfectly fine for me, because Rain is my calmer kind of like his face in the mirror, he is the spaces in the rain I can feel his presence. Either way now I don't have to fix my hair i'll just throw it up into a bun and be done with it.