* “Relax.” *
—I CAN’T! —
* “But this will pass.” *
—When’s that?! —
* “Not forever.” *
—But I can still smell her! —
* “Not for long.” *
—Why’s that?! —
* “Because, we’re already dead.” *
— I’m confused,…who’re you?! —
* “We’re the soul that your body has shed.” *
—Can’t be, this isn’t real! —
* "But your blood is thick & your skin is pale." *
—Oh fuck! .... oh fuck! ....oh pleeeeaaase no! This can’t be real....make it stop... Oh please GOD NO! GET. THE. FUCK. OUTTA MY HEEEAAAD!! —
* “ I can’t.” *
—Why not?! —
* “Because we’re friends.” *
—NO WE’RE NOT! —
* “I held your hand while you loaded shells.” *
—You’re telling lies! —
* “I heard the 'BANG’ right before we fell.” *
—I want out! I can’t stand the cold. —
* “That’s not possible.” *
—… and why is THAT?! —
* “Because, this is Hell.” *
—I don’t believe you! —
* “Don’t you remember?, ...
You promised her you’d follow.” *
—I... Don’t.... remember......
PLEASE STOP! I hate this! Why can’t I FEEL her?! —
* “Just turn around and ask her, she’s right behind you,... still clasping her razor.” *
Written by: J.A. Lutz
©07/13/2013