Its ok to be afraid standing here in the dark, but do not fear the dark. For it has no ill intentions towards you. But rather, fear what the dark hides from you eyes. Death. If you feel its smooth but frigid hand bush against your face, don't be ashamed of the shiver it sends down your spine, for if you do not fear death holding your face in its hands like a lover, you have most likely died long ago. For who would want to leave this world on such a night as this? With the sky clear and the moon so bright, as comets cut across the sky as they did in the beginning of creation and as they will on mans last day. Enjoy this night, for you never know when the dream will end and you will be in a place where the moons borrowed light will never reach you. A place where sounds of music, where warm smiles, where christmas greeting, where "i love you"s, where "I sorry"'s, where greed, where forgiveness, where triumph, where pain, where glory, where happiness, where betrayal, where adventure, and where new beginnings never happen. Life after death might look great for some but life itself still looks great to me, so I'll keep living for as long as I can, punching, scratching, pulling, and fighting for every breathe I take until I lose my final fight.
Idk why I wrote this but I felt I had to for some reason. I'm sure when I look at it in the morning Ill find a ton of grammatical mistakes and errors but for now I'm just happy I wrote it. I don't know if i would call this "creative writing" but...its what is is haha.
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