Stories. Thoughts. Ideas. Musings.
Strolling through a world of whimsy.
Shielded by positive affirmations.
Unaware of the impending darkness.
Life is magical, until you get brutally awakened.
How does one handle honesty, when lines are crossed between untruths?
This beast of life will consume and crush.
Fragments of people, places and things.
Ideas drifting into endless possibilities.
Are you awake?
Her mind was stubborn
Staying in the shallow areas of her mind
Fixated on one feeling
Self-pity
She tried to engage her mind in other things
But the word followed
Coiling its self around her other thoughts
Crushing them to dust
There was no escape from herself tonight
Her doubt wouldn’t allow this
Always dreaming of peace
Her world harmonizing with beautiful splashes of color
Her reality was more bleak
Shades of grey, white and black
Colorful memories buried in the corners of her mind
No hellos
No goodbyes
No conversation
She is alone is a world full of souls
The gate was looming over her
The massive twists of iron and steel
Rust flaking
Causing an amber rain
Rotting from the inside
Much like her mind
This was her chance to be free
Her hands torn and bloody
She wasn’t going to quit
Not today
She willed her body onward
Gripping the metal which moaned in protest
This was her chance at freedom
At life
Darkness
Two worlds
Bright and beautiful
Dark and sullen
Intertwined
He savored her being
For she was his light
On his dark, blank abyss
She scattered her flaming stars
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