Hell of a Ride

The grand deception.

The greatest of fanfare as the rides toss willing souls to and fro about the night air. The aroma of popcorn and roasting hot dogs fill the night. Lighted cigarettes fill the breeze with smoke. Laughing children and scolding parents fill the lines of the rides. In the darkest corner of the midway I watch as small man dressed in a suit slithers from the behind the curtains.

In a scruffy voice and deceiving fashion I hear him speak to my soul. Welcome my friend to this grand illusion, for you to ride my friend the charge is free. So come along and gather your friends as we prepare to journey into the great beyond. I stare at his hazel eyes as his eyes dance with the steps of deception. He smirks at me as I walk up the unstable metal stairs. From within the walls of hell I hear the screams.

Listen up both young and old. Follow me as I carry you beyond your fears of folly and into the depths of despair. Hear me as I call out to you this night.

I could feel the goose bumps gather on my arm as I assured my balance with the handrail. I could feel the hair on my neck rising. I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I could feel the evil that was beginning to oppress me. Yet despite my reservations I gathered myself and traveled on.

Through the curtain I walked alone and isolated from the thoughts and dreams of peace. I could see the flashing lights as they danced against the walls of Hell. I could hear the screams and pleading of the damned. I still walked on trusting and believing in the thoughts and words of the conductor. When once again I heard that voice echoing from within these walls. " One entrance and yet no exit for your desires shall damn the strongest of wills….."

O God what shall I do was my thought as I felt a slithering being cover my body. Short shallow breaths I could feel upon my skin as my mind began to race. I could feel the free falling journey that my soul was now taking. I arose in my mind yet my body was unwilling. I was bound by the snares of my own imagination. While I heard the last scream I recall. I was traveling out of control. While I heard Gods last message to my tormented soul. For son you have lied to yourself so many times that your lies have become your truth……..