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Darkness

CiscoKid

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Hey, so I'm rollin really fuckin hard on two nice ass e pills, and my friend just got the urge to write, so I decided to write also. This story might not make any sense, because it's just whatever came to my mind at the time, but I figure blue light shouldn't have a problem with having a spot to just write whatever comes to mind while you're really fucked up.
So here's my shit:

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The last of my breath is taken away as i walk to open the doors to back of my mind, where all my creativity and subconsciousness lies. I go to turn the knob, but it's locked. I try again. Locked.

I'll try one more time. Locked.
This is really starting to piss me off.
I bang on the door, only to be replied to with a loud bang on the other side.

"who's there?" I call out

....silence...

I try the door one more time. It's unlocked!

I open the door slowly.
It's open, but theres nothing there. Just black.
Then, everything is black.
I can't see.
I can't tell which way is up, or which way is down.
Then, I see a small light very far away.
I float towards the light, and see something.
It's a small child holding a flag.

I look at the flag, it says retreat.


"retreat?"

All of a sudden I'm pulled back into reality, and I'm laying on a side walk in NewYork City. I look around me, I'm in the shittiest of shit holes.
Theres one man on the corner with a shopping cart full of cans.
A little down the street there's an old man, maybe in his 50's, laying against a brick wall trying to steady a dirty needle.
He injects.
I'm pulled back into darkness.


I feel a million hands all over my body, some caressing, some grabbing, some scratching.
They keep trying to hold me down, but I manage to get away.
I run down a long dark hall way, no idea where I'm headed.
I keep running, as fast as I can, to keep from getting in the reach of the hands.

All of a sudden, I'm in a field, with a purple sun rising.
The sun rises into the sky, and turns around.
It's a giant purple eye.
It's staring me down.
I try to ignore the eye, but it just keeps making me more and more uncomfortable.

I curl up into a ball and hold my head.

Then, I hear a voice.

"don't try to ignore it, it'll only get worse."

Still, I stay curled up, with my hands over my ears. I don't want to believe what is happening.

The purple sun is calling my name, and the sky is asking me why I won't accept it.

Finally, I yell out
"because I'm afraid!"

Then, everything stops.
Black again.

This time, I stay still, not sure if I want to venture any further into the darkness.

So I sit.
I sit for what seems like hours.
I'm curious what time it is, so I look at the digital clock on my cell phone.
00:00

There is no time.

Feeling confused and scared, I try to make a call to a friend.
Instead of ringing, I hear the voice of a woman singing.
The way she's singing sounds alot like "the great gig in the sky".

Then, I realize I'm not holding a cell phone.
I'm just standing there, listening to this beautiful singing.
I see a small light in the distance of the darkness.
It's gradually gets closer, and closer.

Then, I see the woman who's singing.
She's beautiful. She has blonde hair and is dressed all in white.
She's getting closer and closer, singing with her beautiful voice.
Then, she's right in front of me. She stops singing.
She looks up at me, and our eyes meet.
She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, but the look on her face is so sad.
It almost looks like she's about to cry.

I ask her "what's wrong?"
She replies by falling into my arms.
I realize she's crying on my shoulder.
I hold her for what seems like an eternity, wishing this moment would never end.
But then...

Darkness.

Again.


I realize I'm not holding anybody any more.
My arms wrapped around air.

Silence.

No more singing.

Just silence.

Now I'm left with nothing, again.

Like always, everything that's given to me, taken away.

So now, I just sit, and wait.

I don't know what I'm waiting for.
I just know that if I wait long enough, something will happen.


I hear a sawing noise.
I look up into the darkness and see a small spot of light getting wider and wider.
It looks as if someone is sawing a hole into the blackness.

After the sawing is done, there is a hole above me with light coming out.
I can't reach it though.

I turn to walk away, but as I'm turning I hear the clatter of wood behind me.
I turn back around and see that someone has dropped a ladder made out of wood and rope from the hole into the darkness.

So I climb.
I climb out of the darkness, and into the exact opposite.
Light, everywhere. So bright I can't see, so I close my eyes and keep climbing the ladder.

Eventually, the brightness fades, and there seems to be normal light.
I reach the top of the ladder, only to find, I've climbed into my own room.
I turn around to see how this could've possibly led to the darkness that was with me for so long. The ladder is gone. There's no hole in my floor.

Everything is back to normal.
 
Cool... so what do you make of this story yourself? It reads to me like a spiritual journey, where you've come to certain realisations about yourself and the world. I read it as a positive message, basically saying that you know you have it within yourself to overcome the darkness in your life, provided you acknowledge your own fears, and the things that are missing in your life. But I don't know, maybe you interpret it differently?

It's funny though, it reminds me of a story I wrote when I was quite young, about journeying to a citadel of darkness governed by a purple orb of light - the main character (who I guess was me) was drawn towards the light, though he was afraid of it and what he might encounter as he got closer to it.

The way she's singing sounds alot like "the great gig in the sky".

Such a beautiful piece of music...
 
Thanks, man.
I didn't really think anything of it at the time while I was writing it (probably just because I was too fucked up to even think about what I was writing), but now that I think of it it does sound alot like over coming certain obstacles in my life.
I'd also be interested in reading that story about the purple orb, you should send it to me if you still have a copy of it.
 
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