I close my eyes.
I hear the waves steadily crashing as they reach shore
then withdrawing, sweeping the sand as they go.
I smell the salty air, with its nostalgic charm
bringing back childhood memories of seashells and sandcastles.
I feel the soothing breeze on which the scent is carried
the stray winds shifting freely in a harmonic manner.
I open my eyes.
There are no waves
only the heavy rain as it smashes against the weak concrete.
There is no salty air
only the nauseating, humid vapor of the wet, decaying earth.
There is no breeze
only the torrential winds that tear apart all in their path.
I close my eyes.
Destruction is more peaceful
w
(The Brave)
A membrane of sweat and determination
Just an obtrusive barrier separating my hand from the microphone, and-
All of those eyes!
I look down and remember the words as the drums set in
-or is that my heart?
(The Wanderer)
Where am I? Haven't I been here before?
I find myself subdued by passionate music
Lost in a perpetual groove
I'm consumed by my own rhythmic nepenthe
(The Narcissist)
Violet illuminates the shabby stage
I step back and forth over splintered wood
Grinning, I face the uproar
I AM the show!
I sail over melodic distortion
A solo bleeds through my fingertips-
You can call me Scarlet
(The Director)
I resonate from my
The darkness
It begins with darkness
It is a void
It devours all in its path
It pursues me
I run
I run from the darkness
I run with all my might
I run incessantly
Through the endless world around me
But there is nowhere to go
I stop
The darkness slowly closes in on me
I lack any reason to go further
There is nothing for me here
Why fight when there is nothing to fight for?
Arms outstretched, I let the darkness consume me
The cage
The darkness forms a cage around me
An infinite cage
A cage with no walls
The darkness speaks to me
Whispering ominously
I listen
I listen to its words
I listen to its stories
I listen to its lies
Fear, so