I find myself on an abondoned pier, with an eerie and confusion aura. Why am I here?
Words flood out my mouth "this is where the boat I was talking to you about would port, no children were reported to have returned from this voyage. Crazy huh?"
The one I'm talking to is staring at a memorial completely unresponsive and indulged elsewhere.
I turn around and see a dark figure. A once deserted and fogged scene is now clear and full of pressence. Ghosts boarding a frightful ship, the dark figure approaches me. It whispers something in my ear and I suddently wake up.
Heart rapidly beating out of my chest, sweat pouring out of me and thoughts consumed of despair.
Fear and anxiety now inhibit my world.
As I race to the kitchen to quench my thirst I hear a melodic nursery rhyme.
After I return to my bed the toon seized and I forget every single lyric.
The one I was with was me, my positive essence. He was ignoring me because I portrayed a negative and dark figure.
The unknown creature I saw was my clarity, showing me that evil thoughts and mind sets only lead to terrible destinations. Dark places where you never die, only suffer.
I have never felt such an urge to experience life, to live.
A nightmare? I think not. More like a dream I was far too naive to have embellish my conquest.
My new found journey of expressing optimism.
Words flood out my mouth "this is where the boat I was talking to you about would port, no children were reported to have returned from this voyage. Crazy huh?"
The one I'm talking to is staring at a memorial completely unresponsive and indulged elsewhere.
I turn around and see a dark figure. A once deserted and fogged scene is now clear and full of pressence. Ghosts boarding a frightful ship, the dark figure approaches me. It whispers something in my ear and I suddently wake up.
Heart rapidly beating out of my chest, sweat pouring out of me and thoughts consumed of despair.
Fear and anxiety now inhibit my world.
As I race to the kitchen to quench my thirst I hear a melodic nursery rhyme.
After I return to my bed the toon seized and I forget every single lyric.
The one I was with was me, my positive essence. He was ignoring me because I portrayed a negative and dark figure.
The unknown creature I saw was my clarity, showing me that evil thoughts and mind sets only lead to terrible destinations. Dark places where you never die, only suffer.
I have never felt such an urge to experience life, to live.
A nightmare? I think not. More like a dream I was far too naive to have embellish my conquest.
My new found journey of expressing optimism.