Blue Oblivion

Wrote this based on a dream I had...

I feel exhausted...
My head literally aches from the throbbing...
I just want the world to fall silent...

Even if it's just for a fraction of a second.

I'm trying to keep my head above the turning waters...

I'm scrambling to find a life raft..

Someone who will grab my hand..

And pull me aboard who will show me my life has value.

But all I do is tread the thick water..

As it's dark tendrils curl up around my face..

As it begins to yank me down..

I claw madly at the faces that sit there watching.

Why don't they try to help....?
Are they that blind to this struggle...

I watch them my eyes begging for help..

     But they turn into emotionless white faces.

I try and struggle against the water...
But she enfolds me into her dark abyss...

She speaks soothing words...

Words that comfort the dark places in me that ache with age old pain.

I listen as she talks..

And then she begins to sing a soft lullaby..

It's enticing and I feel myself drifting from this reality...

But I know somethings wrong this isn't suppose to end like this.

I try to snap myself out of the sirens reverie..

To propel myself back towards the mocking surface...

But something keeps my body in this calm suspended estate..

And I watch with fading eyes as the bubbles of my life escape me.

I can hear the ticking of the clock..

It strikes closer and closer..

Each powerful tick striking against my skin...

I suddenly realize this is it this is the end.

I feel the powerful bells vibrate against this sea of blue..
And as the last one echo's through this oblivion..

I hear the crushing sound of water...

As unleashes into my lungs my mind falling into silence.

This blue prison...
Was actually the key to my escape..

And now I run to the beat of eagles wings...

The world is mine to take without worry of time or white emotionless faces.  

Author's Note

please tell me what you think!

Reviews

[John]

This reminded me of an experience I once had with an overdose, kind of felt the tempting pull to just... let go, stop fighting it. Well-written, indeed. The siren's song is certainly the sweetest in these stormy seas.

[Mek & the Infinite Madn..]

there's something cold in this piece that pulls the senses into a certain realm.

i believe "white emotionless faces" deserves to be on its own line to make the closing more dramatic. but that's just me. anyway, nice piece!

[Pyrrha Rayn]

I will try that and see how it works! Thanks for your comment!