Broken

Never have I experienced this feeling. There she is. She glides through the tall grass like a gazelle. The wind blows past her as if the gentleness of her skin soothes the very air itself. She smiles. Oh how beautiful her smile. Perfect white teeth that are straight as can be. Her skin is of a light brown shade that only princesses and goddesses of legend possess. And her hair... black and sheik as night. That look in her eyes. I can tell she wants me just as badly as I want her. I have to have her. She runs in a teasing manner and I chase with such desire and longing. Oh how I love the chase. 'Stop running' I say to her. But she smiles and continues on. I grow tired and she comes to a stop. 'I've missed you.' Her voice pierces my heart like a frozen dagger. 'And I've missed you. God how I've missed you.' Here she comes. She leans in toward me and I slowly and naturally let my eyelids close themselves. The moment right before the kiss is one frozen in time. Its a second that lasts a millenia in its own time and place. Its a moment filled with sparks of electricity and a rush of pleasure from the follicles in my hair to the heels and toes of my feet. Everything comes to a complete halt.
And then... an explosion! The kiss that makes everything else in the world disappear. Every moment our lips touch is a taste of heaven, for only angels must be able to experience this. It seems like this moment will never end. The world has finally given back. Im alone with the woman I love - now, and 'til the end of time.
And suddenly, something does not feel right. I begin to grow cold. I quiver and then I focus on her eyes. She can do nothing more than stare. 'Im sorry baby...' I can't feel my legs. I can't speak. All I could do is think. 'No. Please. Don't.' Her eyes turn completely black and she is ripped away from me. I scream but no sound emits from my mouth. The tears streaming down my eyes freeze and my eyes are iced shut. I can hear her. Her cries slowly fading into the cold dark emptiness and I am left all alone. I cannot think anymore.

I open my eyes and look around me. Its a familiar place. Yes. This is my room. This is my home. I am awake now. I turn to my bedside desk and rest my eyes upon the framed photo beside me. I stare into her eyes. Those beautiful big brown eyes. Im filled with both anger and sadness. I've missed her. God, how I've missed her.

For My Own Good Pt. 1

"Too intelligent for your own good." That was the first and last piece of advice I ever listened to. Professor Sage was right. What good is it now though, at this very moment? Sure, I'm actually taking someone’s advice, but I should have listened back then when it would have prevented my current predicament. Now i'm stuck here in this... this room and I am being questioned by these men in lab coats stained by the blood spats of a smartass. I should have kept my mouth shut. I really should have this time. I can't see their faces, but their voices are so monotonous they torture my nerves and test my patience.

"Where did you get this information? We won't ask you again!" I squinted repeatedly to clear my vision but it failed to make a difference. They injected me with some strong shit – some sort of truth serum. To their astonishment though, it isn't working on me at all. As a matter of fact, nothing really works on me. I hate chemicals and I hate medicine. Strange thing is I don't need medicine. Whenever I get sick, it lasts for minutes before the virus completely disintegrates in my body. Doctors can't explain it. Best they came up with was that I have superpowered white blood cells. Superpowers. Heh. Everyone knows there’s no such thing. If I did have a "power", then it would be my intelligence. I’m the smartest guy I know. Oh yea, and I’ve also got superhuman modesty, but I don’t like to brag. Now, if we want to talk weaknesses, everyone knows mine. I'm lazy and I use my intelligence for one thing – absolutely nothing.

"Fine. Fine. I'll tell you." They all stood up and gathered around me, eager to hear my answer. The room got silent. Not even a breath could be heard. "I guessed." Before I could finish laughing, one of the men grabbed me by the collar and punched me with such force that I can confidently bet he broke my cheekbone. "I'm not kidding!" It was frustrating to tell them the truth and get beat for it anyway so I decided that I had to make something up. But what I had in mind would get me into even deeper trouble. It was my last resort. The head doctor, or whatever he was, pulled out a gun and shot me in the shoulder. I was hoping for some dramatic pause before he pulled the trigger like they do in the movies, but I guess this isn’t a movie. This is fucked. The pain was unbearable. I cried and screamed for what seemed like eternity. Finally, he put the gun in my mouth and spoke.

"As you can tell, we aren't joking. Where did you acquire this information?! What else do you know?" He cocked his gun and I knew that whatever was inside my head would decorate the walls with an artistic arrangement of blood and brain matter. This was it. My last resort was now my only one. Of course, I could’ve chosen death. Yeah, right!

"Okay." I paused before I let out a long sigh of surrender, blood spewing out from just above the upper right side of my chest. “Okay.” I was going to lie and make things much worse.

That Place

I've been to a place. I've been to a place where the birds aren't afraid. Where the thought of what my cruel fate has become conquers me at last. As I sat on that stone bench, the commonbird landed in front of me, still as a tree, and stared me in the eyes. It was as if it felt my very pain and were there to comfort me and steal the hurt from me. Not even a wave of my hand phased him. 'Twas as if he and I were bonded by our very souls at the moment and all I could do was show him my dissolution and devastation. It was minutes before he finally flew off. But not before he showed me something in my own heart. The will of a warrior. And so I will fight on for what I believe in and for whom I love most. And I thank that commonbird for what his eyes showed me, for even in commonness there is greatness.