The way it ought to be...

She yearned,
for something to numb the pain,
the agony of knowing.
If only just for a shortened while.
They said:
"Knowledge,
it's power",
but what power was there in knowing
what she had done,
really done...
All that she was truly responsible for?

She ached for something,
to take away the regret.
To make her forget.
Because there was a beauty,
and a wonder,
more than bliss.
In being ignorant,
oblivious to the blood
stained on her hands.

It was the ease,
the natural simplicity
with which,
she could lay her head,
upon a pillow,
close her eyes and fall
(drifting swiftly)
and sleep would come.
With the stars and fade away
with the rising sun.
The way it ought t be...

Mystique xxxx

The first of many Thank You's

To: P.J.K and C.J. Selyer 

There will always be a part of her, that clings to the past, but there was a greater more dominant part that new the future awaited her, and to accept it fully, she needed to let go of the life she used to lead, and it wasn't until she was to lose a greater part of her soul that she found herself crumbling back to that place she knew too well.

This was the thing about life and death. Death was peaceful and almost something easy, to simply let go and float away to another place, where love awaited you, with arms open and warm, but living? Living was harder. Living left you naked, open and raw. Living was sore, it was brutal and without mercy . Plagued with the fury of war. Life was a monster, nay, a vicious beast, that without her learning  to control would take her by the soul and reduce her to something less that a ghost. And that it had on many occasions at a time, but this was not one, his was the moment she learnt that she was not truly alone. She was there now, and even if she had to let go of that part of her soul, if I had to let o of that part of my soul, i wasnt truly alone because i was that girl, who never truly learnt to walk away from her past but this time, this night, i learnt that i did not only have him to support me but i had her, and her words were as comforting as those of a mother, she was my second protector. An angel sent from the heavens , to guard over me, stand beside me and yet she too stood back and let me shine.

And as i spent my time wondering what they saw in me, that made them both risk so much to let me fly, I realized, maybe i would never understand the meaning behind their words, and the reasons for their love, but at this moment, where i battled with that beast, I would simply let them be and accept their love because i had nothing more. I was so much more with them in my life.  accomplished more with them at my side and i needed them, more than they would ever know.

And for this i could never thank them enough, but I would start with proving their love and loyalty was never for noting and start with a million Thank You's. So, to: P.J.K and C.J Selyer.

The first of many Thank You's.
Mystique xxxx

Just a thought on love

There's this marvellous thing we call love, a feeling really. however a dangerous emotion because its the most powerful of all. You see I've recently discovered the wonder of this feeling. After so many years of having it tainted, wisted and warped, i had a disfigured view on it, and then, he came along, yes, He came along. he was like no other i had seen before and just like that. It was as if he saw right through my bullshit and made all the voices inside my head just just up. I was hooked. He became the only drug i needed, and then he became my springboard, my inspiration, my muse. and then for the first time, i was open to this world i never knew existed.

As simple as that. he took me and he turned my world the right way round and i fought the truth for a while but he didn't just change me, he changed the people around me, and that's when i knew, and  wouldn't dare admit it to him, but that's when i knew, there is no use fighting it. when you love somebody, it changes you, suddenly it isn't just you, its us, and we.

He was a new planet, undiscovered and the first of his kind and i was drawn t him like a piece of space debris drawn into his orbit and then all of a sudden i was alive. so yes,i am doing the sappy Love post's of late but only because i wish everyone to find something as beautiful as this.

And I really do believe its out there for all of us. so stay strong puppies, age is but a number, you could be nineteen or a hundred and nine when you meet that special someone, but trust me. when you meet them, and you love them, each moment, no matter how small, become a lifetime of something magical. and i urge you to go for the person who looks at you like your magic, because if you can see it in his eye's he really does see the magic inside of you, and that's what we're all after is it not? someone to see the magic inside us all.

Stay golden
Mystique xxxx

Home

She  was home

The past was her oldest and dearest friend. the music lasted around her, bouncing off walls and ricocheting from memory to memory, she was lost no more. This place she now called home, was her safe haven from the cruelty of the blistering winds of the universe, oh what a thought, she cried to herself as the violin played on, a lone symphony only evident to them, she yearned for an age old relic that kept her in tact. she yearned for the laugh it had once cause her, but only for a moment before the earnest truth trickled in through the seems. Nights beside the waters, rippling from the moments they had cast now in heart stone. She was one with the mercy of the worlds, and just as she began to slip, from chair to floor, intoxicated with hatred and vengeance, he caught her, by the hand, and then arm, and as he slowly inched his way across her skin, she felt his soul intertwine with hers and just as their eyes met, a thousand kisses were shared betwixt eyes so fond of tales not yet shared...

His arms held her close, and walls came crashing down, and from tightly touching lips, gently sharing hearts and mind, her should her the whispers of his intentions. "If i cant break doors down for you, i'll hold you as we pick the locks, together..." and silently all of her exhaled. She was now home.

For P.J.K
Mystique xxxx