Lost on a familiar road, with nothing but these white roses tied to my hand. I leave traces from the blood of my wounded hand from the thorns. My bloody footprints for I am running barefoot. How can I get rid of the roses when I can only feel it, because I’m blindfolded. I couldn’t seem to remove this blindfold for the thorns of the roses might hurt my face. I just know I have been her once even without seeing my path.
Now I can hear thunder, I just know it’s going to rain. Raindrops started falling faster than my tears. I couldn’t see, I just can’t. Everything I have with me are just maybes. How did I even get here? Where did I ever get these roses tied to my hands? Was I blindfolded before I got these? Or did I get these then this cruel scarf was tied to around my head to cover my view of reality?
I don’t know much, I never do. But it seems to me that no one sees me. Nobody seems to see me running around. Maybe just maybe I’m on a deserted road, a path that was never taken. A road less traveled. I know I need to rescued but, I know I can do this. I can survive this. I getting pretty exhausted. I don’t know what to feel, I don’t know what to do.
Finally I stopped running. I broke down and screamed at the top of my lungs. On my knees, I couldn’t wipe off my tears. Then I felt a hand touching mine. I felt each thorn removed from my skin. As the roses were gone, so was the pain, but my hands still bleeding. It was so silent that I could hear the wind blowing. I never tried to question who it was, I just wanted to see again. As he touched the scarf, I took a deep breath and he said don’t be scared, you’re safe with me. Then I could see again, as my vision adjusted, I could see that he too can’t clearly see for he has a helmet on his head. I knew then I had to thank him properly so I removed his helmet and said, I need not to be rescued but thank you. He smiled and said, you never admit you need anyone but as I have been watching you, I know I just had to step in when you broke down. I then told him, It may seem like I have given up, but I was just tired. He stood up and said, you never admitted you needed anyone but yourself but I just wanted you to feel safe. He extended his hand but I stood up without taking it. I said, What’s the use of one-time safety, when I still have more battles? He just smiled and replied, who told you it’s just for today?
Juliet – 08042012 – 1600