A darkened Soul

A Chapter by CHRIS ANDES

hate this song

A DARKENED SOUL
"we passed upon the stairs, we spoke in was and when,

I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone, a long, long time ago...."

As the sound started to heat up and each lyric slipped into my nerve, a memory of an old friend figured slowly through my mind. His weak determination and crooked outlook of the world taught me the courage of acceptance. From every bit of conversations that we had, I'd already witnessed his tragic history. To nature, he's a dry leaf who never knew the reason of falling; if the wind blow him away or the tree that let him go or the leaf itself that never hold tight. I usually encountered rotten words between life and himself, leaving me to end up like crying. The fact that a friend view the world exactly opposite the way I do is a serious ironic conflict, yet urged me to let him change his ways; to twist his rebelled thoughts to hope or just simply unhook his passivity to perseverance. He often quoted himself as the weak monstrous demon who exist for other's destruction.
Sickening.
Life is indeed vulgar. Every detail found and created by human, consciously or unconsciously, dominates the reason of mind, thus, generally constructs malice, the very first emotion felt by Eve; malice that constitutes all other sins, accords pretentious acts and make belief. I am not God speaking words of wisdom on what's right or wrong, coz I guess all of us are already aware of that and we just need to admit that sometimes not all we believe to be true is good or what we perceive as wrong is actually evil. It's the ethics of life, isn't it?
Through his eyes, I saw a deep longness, a dark image of lost self. I know the pain, coz I felt it from his.
His tragedies struck me breathless, but what can I do? He knew himself better than I did.
"I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I gazed, a gaze less stare, we walked a million hills,

I must have died alone, a long, long time ago...."

Now this song slowly comes to an end, that shadowy image of his soul cast my eyes to widely open. Yeah, and there you are lying on your own world, your true peace, your sepulcher deep within my heart.

-musicfunk-

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© 2016 CHRIS ANDES

Author's Note

"inspired by Nirvana's song 'the man who sold the world'
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Max_E_Stone

I don't really know the song, but you're writing was great. Very expressive. I loved it

Posted 12 Years Ago

12 Years Ago

thanks =]

Maya Storm

These are the lines that stuck with me:

"...we spoke in was and when..."
"He often quoted himself ..."

I really liked this piece, it's super poetic. I just saw now that this was inspired by Nirvana's song 'the man who sold the world', interesting because I see that loud and clear. Now I am going all over youtube to remember the 90s. This was very delicious.

Posted 12 Years Ago

12 Years Ago

oh, thanks
;p

Brittany

I'm not familiar with this song...so it would have helped if you had set the song lyrics apart somehow so I knew it wasn't the narrator's voice speaking. I think you have some good thoughts here that could have flowed better with some grammar changes and corrections to typos. Continue to express yourself.

Posted 12 Years Ago

12 Years Ago

thanks
;p

astronaut

I ;love your images and it is very unique in so many ways :)

Posted 12 Years Ago

Tomislav Petricevic

This is interesting and deep; good job.

Posted 12 Years Ago

12 Years Ago

thanks Tom
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Pax

dark word of wisdom, there is a creepy feeling in this work that makes it intriguing to read. i really thought it was inspired by the song by EVANESCENCE but then again its the just the title..good work

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12 Years Ago

yes a little bit of evanescence but a lot of nirvana
thanks you also know about them
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12 Years Ago

i love evanescence and i like some songs of nirvana as well.. and your welcome

12 Years Ago

Barbara Walker

Oh, i love the last line of this piece!

Posted 12 Years Ago

12 Years Ago

Coyote Poetry

A very entertaining opening chapter. I like the memories and places you took me in the chapter.
"I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I gazed, a gaze less stare, we walked a million hills,
I must have died alone, a long, long time ago...."
I like the mystery and feel of darkness in the chapter. Thank you for the excellent chapter.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago

12 Years Ago

yes,..that's why I was inspired by that song
=]
t.y.

Robbie~xoxo~

This is intriguing...Dark and eerie...the mystery is weaved brilliantly into your story. I like the vivid imagery you have depicted. Well done... looking forward to this.