What Have You Done?

[Jason Rimbaud]

What Have You Done?

By: Jason Rimbaud

He was in the shadows

Standing alone

Was he there, was he not?

I stepped up

A mask covering my eyes

The air was still and so was he

I walked up holding my breath

In truth I knew

This was the moment of his death

I had but one chance

I grabbed his arm and pulled him close

Wanting him to savor the warm night air

What have you done?

He screamed to the night

Then over to the wall

His back towards me

Smaller and vulnerable than in life

His hair damp with sweat

And clinging to his ears and neck

Our love was suppose to protect us

It didn?t

Our love was suppose to heal us

It didn?t

I had begged you not to leave me

You did

A finger on the hammer sounded a click

His body still and red

Is this what our love looks like?

[Cole Parker]

Wow!

C

[DesDownunder]

Stunning, Jason.

[colinian]

Man, Jason, that's deep as a grave and scary as hearing that click.

Colin

[Merkin]

Jason shows us what could happen when 'wanting' turns into 'keeping' and 'loving' transforms into 'owning.' A terrible lesson.

[Sign Of A Flatline]

amazing

[Jason Rimbaud]

This really a small piece that's connected to a much larger piece. As of right now, it's about twenty pages.

I know....

But I'm working on the editing part. When it's finish I'll post it here.

Thanks everyone

Jason

[DesDownunder]

Jason I will open a coffee shop and sell coffee and cake to all the members who are waiting to read your completed work.

So don't be too quick or we won't make lots of money selling the coffee and cakes.