~In WiQued's Fade~
"...by the pricking of my
thumbs Something wicked this way comes..."
Macbeth. Act IV scene 1 William Shakespeare
When the shadow cast upon her lifted.. all that was left was what she did not want to see... so she fell back into the darkness.. into the fade that was her destiny.
Into The Fade....
His
light was shining bright pulling me closer ...
standing in the field of innocence.... my darkness enveloped
him.........
& my darkness became his.
He
will fade in my shadows. He will choke on the kiss I have given
him.
His last breath will be mine...
as
I stand and wait for a dream that will never come...
I have only memories of the light that I destroyed.
His light that I took away... into the fade.
© December 6, 1998 by WiQued
Fade to Black
Distant Images
Madness
