So Bright, Too Bright…

This is a new one I think its pretty cool lol Used Can't Tell Me Nothing for the cover image

Cold nights alone, so many nights alone. A web of this coolness blots out the patches of light, few and far between. Cold darkness, I lie solitary within it and dream of light. I dream of bright skies, headlights, street lights, and the stars above. A light fog surrounds me and it's quiet. When I awake, it's so dark, too dark…

And I can't find a light. It's cold, foam coats my feet and the lower halves of my legs. The air is sharp and hard to breathe. I can see the moon ahead, but it reflects no light back at me, it provides no solace to me. It's merely a black sphere in a black sky. I can't fall back asleep. I simply lay down and reminisce of the dream, good things don't last.

I grow sick of idling. The memories of the dream mix with the memories of reminiscing over it, and the memories turn sour. And with that, the foam dissipates, and I can move again. The floor underneath me is coated with a jagged gravel and each step pains me, but with the foam gone I simply can't stay stagnant. I need to move forward.

Months pass. Two blackened moons circle the blackened earth like a pack of wolves preparing to tear me apart, yet they never do. They only watch me suffer, as my soles turn red and my knees repeatedly give out under me. Yet, every road has an end. Within darkness there will always be a guiding light. I run towards the light, and the light runs towards me. And as I bathe in the warm glow of the light, I can finally see the world around me. An unexpected feeling creeps into my mind: fear. I don't know what of, but the light is blinding, my skin feels tight on my muscles. It's too hot after being cold for so long… it's so bright, too bright…