selbishikh
天使の優しい翼
I'm an avid writer, and I just adore novel-writing and reading <3 Here's one of the pieces that I've written recently:
PS. I've posted this same story on wattpad, so don't be surprised if you come across the same paragraphs xD
[not really looking for critiques, but some opinions appreciated!]
Mother
The chair creaked beneath you, as you sat down on it gently not to disturb your mother, who is now laying in bed, many needles going through her arms and veins. The walls are a beautiful beige color and the marble floor illustrates a clash of colors. Slowly, you used force to push yourself closer to the bed which handled your mother?s weight. Your eyes stare into hers closed, as you hear the CPR machine rhythmically ring to her heartbeat. Your breath has hardened, as the gleam in your eyes slowly, but sooner or later disappears.
As you put your head down at the pure white sheets where your mother lays, hair falls behind you tickling your ears, and breezy tears falls unto your face soon soaking the sheets. Without looking up, your hand reaches for hers wrinkly one. You tighten your grip, but watch it to make sure you don?t break your fragile mother as once the cancer did back at home. Words are trying to make their way out of your mouth, but your vocal chords stay mute forbidding any disturbance to the silence. When you raise your head to face your mother?s, her streaks of gray fall unto the pointy nose that you have too. A vague smile crawls to your face as you realize only at this moment how much you resembled her. Without letting go of her hand, you use your other arm to brush away the strands of hair off of her face to make sure it doesn?t annoy her as much. Swallowing your own saliva along with the worst thoughts, you win over the block your vocal chords had put.
?Mother, remember those days when I was inside your womb, we were entangled together and I was kicking asking to be put out into this world? Remember how much you had suffered when you heard out my request and pushed me out of my former house, hoping I get to see my first light? Remember when I said out my first word, when that first word was you yourself? Remember when I took my first steps into this corrupted world, yet such a beautiful one because you laughed in it? Remember when I first clung to your shirt begging not to go to school? Remember when I slammed the door behind me and cried alone because he broke my heart, however you risked my mood and stepped into my room to make sure you?re with me? Remember when tears ran down your face when I held my first diploma, graduating from school? Remember when I ran back to you showing my first ever salary, and gave you half of it because you?re the one that brought me up? You remember all these small moments in my life. So please remember this moment, as I hold your hand.? Words vanished into the thin silence, but slowly, gradually, gently a smile curves on your mother?s face, and one single tear of joy runs down just like all those other days.
The machine soon flats out, as the rhythmical beat of your mother?s heart pauses. Forever. You push out your chair and silence it. You want the silence, only silence to fill the room now. The room where your mother?s heart had been taken away from you, and the connection between you two break apart. She was taken away, towards the fluffy white clouds, the ocean blue skies and the rainbows that crossed around, where she would sit and watch over you. Forever. Your body denies this situation. It falls down to the floor, as your head rests on her cold arms, as you shout, you scream, you cry. You beat the sheet, you release your anger, your sadness, however, these actions won?t change anything. Forever, this will be how things are. Forever, you?ll remember that last and final smile your mother beat into your brain with a hammer and a screw. It stays there, along with your memories of her. Because, she is your mother.
The chair creaked beneath you, as you sat down on it gently not to disturb your mother, who is now laying in bed, many needles going through her arms and veins. The walls are a beautiful beige color and the marble floor illustrates a clash of colors. Slowly, you used force to push yourself closer to the bed which handled your mother?s weight. Your eyes stare into hers closed, as you hear the CPR machine rhythmically ring to her heartbeat. Your breath has hardened, as the gleam in your eyes slowly, but sooner or later disappears.
As you put your head down at the pure white sheets where your mother lays, hair falls behind you tickling your ears, and breezy tears falls unto your face soon soaking the sheets. Without looking up, your hand reaches for hers wrinkly one. You tighten your grip, but watch it to make sure you don?t break your fragile mother as once the cancer did back at home. Words are trying to make their way out of your mouth, but your vocal chords stay mute forbidding any disturbance to the silence. When you raise your head to face your mother?s, her streaks of gray fall unto the pointy nose that you have too. A vague smile crawls to your face as you realize only at this moment how much you resembled her. Without letting go of her hand, you use your other arm to brush away the strands of hair off of her face to make sure it doesn?t annoy her as much. Swallowing your own saliva along with the worst thoughts, you win over the block your vocal chords had put.
?Mother, remember those days when I was inside your womb, we were entangled together and I was kicking asking to be put out into this world? Remember how much you had suffered when you heard out my request and pushed me out of my former house, hoping I get to see my first light? Remember when I said out my first word, when that first word was you yourself? Remember when I took my first steps into this corrupted world, yet such a beautiful one because you laughed in it? Remember when I first clung to your shirt begging not to go to school? Remember when I slammed the door behind me and cried alone because he broke my heart, however you risked my mood and stepped into my room to make sure you?re with me? Remember when tears ran down your face when I held my first diploma, graduating from school? Remember when I ran back to you showing my first ever salary, and gave you half of it because you?re the one that brought me up? You remember all these small moments in my life. So please remember this moment, as I hold your hand.? Words vanished into the thin silence, but slowly, gradually, gently a smile curves on your mother?s face, and one single tear of joy runs down just like all those other days.
The machine soon flats out, as the rhythmical beat of your mother?s heart pauses. Forever. You push out your chair and silence it. You want the silence, only silence to fill the room now. The room where your mother?s heart had been taken away from you, and the connection between you two break apart. She was taken away, towards the fluffy white clouds, the ocean blue skies and the rainbows that crossed around, where she would sit and watch over you. Forever. Your body denies this situation. It falls down to the floor, as your head rests on her cold arms, as you shout, you scream, you cry. You beat the sheet, you release your anger, your sadness, however, these actions won?t change anything. Forever, this will be how things are. Forever, you?ll remember that last and final smile your mother beat into your brain with a hammer and a screw. It stays there, along with your memories of her. Because, she is your mother.
PS. I've posted this same story on wattpad, so don't be surprised if you come across the same paragraphs xD
[not really looking for critiques, but some opinions appreciated!]
