{"sf1_id":1068425,"sf2_id":"J1OLA3Pe","title":"Reflectional Relapse...","author":"Jiblits","words":327,"posted_at":"2016-09-05T20:12:00.000Z","tags":["Poetry","Series Progression","murder"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1068425-reflectional-relapse","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/J1OLA3Pe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/46/f8/46f8f116-38f7-48ac-9be8-5bf7765a0279","description":"---Working on part two of murder series intro---\n---Explaining further into the initial psyche break, that leads to the murderous black-outs. Showing more into his life before-hand, (debating between relationship incident causing initial vigilante mentality. Victim to criminal aspect.---\n---Following piece written as he griefs for loved one---","content":"(Chapter 2: Reflectional Relapse)\n\n  \n\nI'm falling at such a slow pace\n\nI've left everything behind, there's nothing left to trace\n\n  \n\nAmong the meadow of mindful mischief\n\nI found the one thorn filled with grief\n\n  \n\nAre you not here anymore among the smiles so bright\n\nI see you, when I close my eyes at night...\n\n  \n\nThe dreams follow with a night of tiresome intention\n\nI lose composure at a single word of your mention\n\n  \n\nI'm tired, but I continue on, as I promised before your eyes closed for their final farewell\n\nI try my best, but at time, I'm filled with regrets, in my own personal hell...\n\n  \n\nI don't want to remember the bad, but the best wasn't long\n\nI miss the happiness, that enough, I know is wrong\n\n  \n\nYour touch, smiles, \u0026 scent drive me to insanity\n\nI've thought of them till they were real, searching for them, frantically, till I'm sure I've left humanity...\n\n  \n\nI don't want, I need\n\nI'll give it all, for one final day of greed...\n\n  \n\nTake me before tomorrow\n\nElse I'll just feel sorrow\n\n  \n\nI'll deny no bullet, no knife, or wire\n\nI only want my one \u0026 final desire\n\n  \n\nI just can't bring my hand to take what was always yours, what's left of me\n\nI need help I can't ask for, so, so I can finally be free...\n\n  \n\nFreedom isn't something you can find\n\nYou can look, but it's truly only in mind....\n\n  \n\nI'm broken, I'm sorry....there's not a day more I want to live...\n\n...please...someone...fate or otherwise, take what I have left to give....\n\n  \n\n....until then, I'll see you again, in dreams filled with tears...\n\nIt's only been a day since you've left, I can't do this for years...\n\n  \n\n(Death only the beginning of life's end...)\n\n(Time makes certain the curtain of a dream begins to bend)\n\n  \n\n---Thanks for reading---\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;---Always---\n  \n  \n\n"}