Well, i write a lot lately and decided to share some of it with you. I wrote them all by myself and some of them have a deeper meaning. Those of you who know me better might will get it,the others not maybe wont.
I wrote this one just today and think it can be actually used for many situations.
It also has no name since i didn't want to show by the name what this is about . For each it even could have a a different meaning so here we go:
The shadow of the darkness cold arms wrapping around her body and she shivers.
The cold wind messes with her hair and her white dress flutters frantic through the night.
She looks up the to the moon, doesn't dare to glance down.
Too scared, to see what's down there...or maybe what's not.
She doesn't want to know what's around her that could cause her any fear.
She keeps gazing up to the moon which gives her no warm though it shines.
Her body gets numb and tears are welling up as she thinks about the sunset of the past day which has left her here all alone.
Glaring eyes, caused by tears after the warm embrace of the sun was gone.
The moon reflects in her eyes and rolls down her cheeks as a tear force it's way free.
Like a frozen stature and only the weak mist of her breath which forms small clouds in the air until they vanish into nothing shows that she's alive.
Her neck hurts from gazing, her mind are blurred and her eyes are tired.
Though she knows that day will come soon and with it the sun, she can hardly stand the cold of the night.
Condemned to endure...
Slowly,the sky turns into a light blue, to green and as the small shimmer of orange light breaks through the early morning, more tears running down her face.
She opens her cold hands and catches them when she finally looks down.
A smile appears on her lips as the first sunbeam touches her face and dries her tears.
Chases away the shadows of the night and gives her comfort with it's warm touches.
The wind, now warm and tender caresses her face just like a kiss that gives back the color to her face.
It seems like years that she felt the warm of the sun the last time but she knows it better.
She breaks down to her knees as the sun seems to break the enchantment.
Her head rests on her arms in the now warm grass when she closes her eyes and falls asleep.
The sun caress her weary body to comfort her as it whispers,"Don't cry, you know we will meet each other again."