The things we hold dearest

The ones we love the most

Can become our greatest sorrow ...

You know that feeling when a song just...gets you?

Like it reaches down deep inside and pulls out all those raw emotions

That's how blues hits her

It's got this ache, that yearning for something that she can't have

It's like a slow, mournful river winding it's way through her heart and each note is a little tear falling into water

The world outside faded away as she slipped the headphones ov...

The swing groaned

Its rusty chains making a kind of sad, rattling sound

I watched the city from the swing, a blur of motion and noise

And it felt like the swing was trying to keep up, like it was trying to tell a story

I often wondered what happened down there

Why the whole city was in chaos and why was i brought up here to hide

These are questions i constantly trouble myself with

"This is ...

I looked around unsure of what was happening

Everyone i ever knew gathered around me

They gazed at me with such deep pity, their eyes brimming with tears, as if all hope had slipped away

Everything was starting to make sense. For the first time in forever i could tell where i was

I glanced around to get a better look at the people there

"Kris" i muttered slowly almost losing my breath. Ever...