Reflections of the Son 2008: Phantom Reality

[30] Too beautiful to be

The sun is shining and the world is turning.

The storm had come and left my heart burning.

I fell in-love in that first time,

I had seen your face.

During that moment I could not help,

I just gave you a sweet & soft embrace.

Too beautiful to be a stray,

With those cuddly bear eyes; that was you.

You were a baby I simply could not deny,

So I took you in, cared for and loved you true.

Then the storm came, and took the light away.

The sun had wept, on that very fateful next day.

I was asleep,

I had let the world turn on its’ own chaos.

And then I woke up to a room of nightmare,

Where the winds of death had blown.

My body fell when I saw your face.

My hands became unsteady and my heart began to race.

Your eyes were fading and your legs were shattered, too.

I did my best to breathe life back but there wasn’t much that I could do.

Fight. Breathe. Live.

Life has so much to give.

Don’t let this bastard storm take you away.

On my hands… Please…move… Please…sway...

The sun was shining but it’s a cold and silent morning.

The storm had come and left my heart dripping.

NOTE: Death of my kitten