You can't breath.

You walk past the TV, you take a glint at the screen:  

A man walks into a bedroom, his women is a sleep in the bed. He walks closer, you can see in his face and his body language how mush he loves his woman. How much he needs to be with her. He can't wait to lie down next to his woman; he doesn't take time to take his cloths' of. The man slowly crawls over the bed and spoons with her. He closes his eyes and holds her tight, they are one. 

 

It is like some body or something hits you in the chest.

You can't breath.

Every muscle in your body tightens. 

One... two... three... fore... five...six...   

You gasp for air. 

The pain rushes thru your body like a water released from a dam.

It hits every nerve, every muscle, every hair, and every sell.

It hits You... 

You, your body, your sole is in pain. 

Your core tightens so hard!  

You fold to gather, you end up in a fetes position. 

The pain rushes thru you over and over and over again. 

In the end you fall down, you are limp.

The are no more tears. 

Your mind, your whole body is numb and empty, so is your hart, your soul.

Your system has turned it self of, you can't take no more pain to night. 

But to morrow is another day, maybe it will end the same way.

Athugasemdir

[Hólmdís Hjartardóttir, 3.9.2008 kl. 12:40]

.............sendi þér orku yfir hafið kæri Sporðdreki

[Sporðdrekinn, 3.9.2008 kl. 12:42]

Takk Hólmdís

[Anna Ragna Alexandersdóttir, 3.9.2008 kl. 23:33]

Hlutirnir breytast ekki.Það gerum við  

[Sporðdrekinn, 4.9.2008 kl. 02:20]

Já við breytumst en við breytum víst ekki öðrum

[Emma Agneta Björgvinsdóttir, 4.9.2008 kl. 08:05]

Er spurningin ekki að það er svo margt undir manni sjálfum komið ef maður er óhamingjusamur þá verður maður að breyta því, vona að þú hafir það gott kæri sporðdreki.

[Sporðdrekinn, 4.9.2008 kl. 12:26]

Það er alveg rétt hjá þér Emma, sumar breytingar eru bara flóknari en aðrar, maður þarf að hugsa um ungana líka. Takk og sömuleiðis

[www.zordis.com, 4.9.2008 kl. 22:23]

Tomorrow is a beautiful day, they way it endsgoes is your private choise. 

The pain is there, your heart is there and your will to continue day thru day.

Tomorrow is certenly a beautiful day ......

Let´s live it together, U overther and I just here!

[www.zordis.com, 4.9.2008 kl. 22:25]

And my inglish is not the best! 

[Sporðdrekinn, 5.9.2008 kl. 01:54]

Já gerum það  

Enskan mín er sko ekki góð, ungarnir hlæja að mér og Ljónið heldur því fram að ég skrifi SporðdrekEnsku en hann skilur það nú samt

Þú ert snúlla

[Anna Ragna Alexandersdóttir, 5.9.2008 kl. 18:11]

[Sporðdrekinn, 5.9.2008 kl. 21:35]

Takk sömuleiðis! Anna Ragna

[Heiða Þórðar, 5.9.2008 kl. 22:13]

Þú ert one of a kind mín kæra

[Sporðdrekinn, 5.9.2008 kl. 22:19]

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