okami86

I grabbed your hand, Dragged to the edge of the stars. I swore on my life I wouldn't let you fall. We watched the moon shatter into a thousand shards, Pieces; Silver glass turning to liquid, Raining on us. Shouting as the color seeped from the world, Like a backwards watercolor, We were caught in the darkness forming mist around us. We stood our ground, But the static soon formed in our ears and we fell, Silently; Watching the light at the end of the tunnel get smaller. And then our wings lightened somehow and we flew, The ground falling away from our feet, holding on to our imaginations forever.

God told me to hold her. He didn't say; "closer than most" or "handle with care" After all, it is my profession to protect. But when I saw her, saw those bright blue eyes... ..and soft blond curls; I did it like He had said so anyway. They named her soul and called it love. But she was different, and they didn't like it. When she was five, her 'mama' tore that pretty blonde hair out by the roots and there was nothing I could do. Because she told me not to. At ten, her 'daddy' kicked her down the stairs and out onto the veranda. Because she was holding hands with a boy. I caught her as best I could... ...but I could not catch her shatter