unlit, a writing piece by vidaa <3 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - it's been 2 months now. 2 months since i lost... my mother. a indulging part of me wants to plunge into darkness, lost. while the other half is... light. i longed to see her tender and sweet violet eyes, her wavy, long hair, but most of all- her soft, warm arms that would once envelope around me once more. i know i have to keep on going, defending my father, for amidst the cottage is a forest of bears, foxes, and other dangers. the huntsman nearby who is merely an evil doer. mother had always said, as long as we are together, all will be happy and safe. i need to trust those words, but at the same time... i'm slowly fading away.. there are those who are lucky enough to have been built in a rich family full of goods. being loved. and now, i have nothing. father is dying. i need to afford enough money to pay for us both. my hopes has been shattered and now i'm crying through my fears, that dark hand pulling me into the unknown, the realm of the unlit. those who are forgotten. i cannot continue. i'm sorry mother, sorry father. i have let you down. i close my eyes, and take my last breath, waiting to be swallowed into nothing. into the other world for i know, my candlelight has been burned. and now i lay... unlit.
