I have been feeling sick, so here's something for my rabid fans so they stop harping on me. :P I don't particularly like this poem...dunno why, it just doesn't seem to flow right. Tell me what you think.

Renwen


The rustle is soft
Yet it echoes in the darkness
I hold out my hand
Knowing you will save me

Each passsing moment
Each endless day
I know that I can trust you
I know that you will save me

My darkest hour arrives
Again, I hold out my hand
You do not save me
I am falling

Slowly
As if dreaming
I see your face
Your eyes look sad
Then harden like flint

You walk away
Cold and unforgiving
I cry out
Praying to see you turn and rescue me
You laugh
Cold and piercing
I sob
I look into your eyes

Then
As the darkness comes over me
You reach out your hand to save me