Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click hereI watch the figments of my imagination as they dance, the familiar faces I once knew are worn now, torn and broken filled with tears of unknown sorrow. I wait inpatient for tomorrows pain the sadness that consumes me to the very brink of my existence, I feel myself running in circles yet standing ever so still. Happy children Mock my indifference with there childish wonder I sit and listen to the laughter of the wind a lesson to be told, yet blows right through me like the ghost of a feeling I miss so dearly. I will lay silently hear now and wish for you for the world I left behind is no more, I am filled with an empty spirit of undying admiration for those who continue to love continue to dream. If it is with this heavy heart I am forced to live, will I want to? to carry the baggage which is my life to continue in an effortless journey that is my nostalgia. There is beauty in this heart break , life in this disaster I will search for it and give to you all my lifes lessons for you to give truth to the non-believer and teach the fortune teller. And as god watches his children he see's your face he has chosen his angel, live in his kingdom may his hands steady you as you learn to fly I feel it now like fire under my skin I am warm again.