Friday, February 11, 2005

Gabriel

I started the match, so i should run this road in my extreme velocity.
I'll run as fast as i can.
But when someone comes my way i stop.
Not for long.
As always.
I want to win this match.
I won't distract with the fox.
My time is limited.
Without limits i accelerate.
I wish i could guess the end.
i run mile after mile with so much attemption.
There are no hole that can stop me.
Then I close my eyes and i feel the wind in my face.
I'm so fast that i can't breathe.
I feel free.
I don't remember a thing.
I stoped thinking.
I'm alucinating.
Caring this wings, i fly.
Then i felt weird.
I'm not happy anymore.
I hear some voices.
No.
It's just one voice.
Someone saying:
"Wake up!"
"Please, wake up!"
I opened my eyes.
It's so much light.
The sun is hurting my blue eyes.
Everything's red and white and red and white.
It hurts.
My body hurts.
This man is telling me:
"I'm upset."
And I'm asking "why"?
"-You disappointed me."
"-Did I? Why's that?"
"-I only tell you this, you left behind so much love. You're too early. Your life has no meaning now."
"-What are you saying? Am I in heaven?"
"-You're worst mistake was your distraction. You're not in heaven. You don't deserve heaven. Who do you think you are? After what you did? People don't get second chances."
"-So am I dead?"
"-No. You're just nervous. I just confused you. Do you think your life is a mess? Now you are confused. You thought you're in hell. I made this conversation just for you. I made you think that. You deserved that. Suicide? What were you thinking? Dying? You are better than that. You should overcoming obstacles. You are searching in wrong places. Your mind is playing tricks with you. Don't fall. Arrive! Life is short, don't waste it."
"-But, who are you?"
"-A special friend."
"-Do you have a name?"
He smiled and started to walk and i watched in silence.
He had white and long hair.
He dressed in black.
Blue eyes.
He was young.
A nice looking guy.
And then I closed my eyes i felt a hand in my head and my wounds were healed.
I suddenly felt better.
And I looked at the palm of my hand and i got tattoed a name, not mine, maybe his name, the man who saved me: Gabriel...

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