The way she said the words staked my heart. She reminded me again of my worries, of my confusion, of my emptiness. Maybe she was right or maybe she was just reading my subconscious. Maybe It's what I want or not. It's what I chose it to be.
We all make our own destinies and I make mine. Only that mine's on the grey side. Confused. I feel so alone.
bloody mary take me away.......
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Alone
by: Edgar Allan Poe
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
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Anyway, I finished the book "Nevermore " by Kelly Creagh. The book was amazing, though it ended tragically. I am waiting for the second book entitled "Enshadowed" . I am sure Isobel and Varen will be together again.
