by Chocolate Hound » Mon Feb 11, 2013 9:57 am
I'd like to enter the contest!
Username: Chocolate Hound
Story/art/poem:
I clutch my heart, breathing harder and watching in strained silence as my breath comes out in puffs of steam. I'm cold. My heart's racing, threatening to tear through my ribs and out my chest it seems- but of course it doesn't. That's a good thing though. I'm not depressed, just scared. I'm not scared, just lonely. I'm not lonely, just in the corner.
I the corner, in the dark.
I listen to the sound of rain falling outside, the moon's beautiful beams shining through the window above me and landing on the floor before me. I scoot away from the light. Any kind of light. All of it's the same.
Around me I'm engulfed in darkness. Is that good or bad? Maybe I should step in the light...
But what if something bad happens?
What if it hurts?
What if it burns?
What if I can't get out once I'm in?
What if it leads to another world?
Another place?
Another time?
There's only one way to find out, but... The silence and darkness around me feels nice. It feels safe. I feel comfortable alone. I'm fine being lonely. I'm fins being scared. I'm fine being in the corner, in the darkest area of the dark...
Aren't I?
I hesitantly reach forward, my pale fingers nearly interrupting the beams of lunar-light, but they curl back up when I'm about to puncture.
Why?
Why are my arms shaking? Goosebumps appearing? Heart still pounding a mile a minute? Breaths still ragged and uneven? bloodshot eyes still wide and fanatic? Hand still clutching my chest protectively?
Am I scared? No, that's not possible... I'm in the dark- it will save me.
But maybe I'm also... excited? Curious? Taking a chance? Willing to accept the change it might bring?
What would I do if I landed in another place though?
I'd accept it and evolve.
I once again reach forward, steadying my already shaking hand and gathering my bearings.
Go.
My hand is engulfed in the subtle light emanating from the moon which shines through my bedroom window. My bedsheets have fallen off the bed on the floor, so I'm cold.
Stupid mom who won't turn up the heat for the life of her.
My nightmare has finally left my memory causing my breathing to slow and my eyes to ever-so-slowly get drowsy again.
The moonlight feels nice. The lunar light. The peace.
The darkness around me is still nice, but maybe the light isn't so bad either... What would happen when the day came? Would sonar light be similar? Would the sunlight feel... better?
Only one way to find out.
I'd have to sleep some more though of course. Spending time in the darkness wasn't bad after all- whether I was unconscious or not.
Then after I had my rest in the shadows, after the darkness had left to slumber in the corners of my bedroom and the sun decided to emerge once again. Then and only then would I see the light. I'd touch it, I'd see how it feels...
Then I'd forget once the darkness consumes me like the night before. I'd forget the feeling of the warm sun embracing me, and the feeling of the light tickling and running against my skin.
I don't want to Roget anymore though. I want to stay in the light this time.
Darkness keeps me hidden. It keeps me safe and lets me think and mull over things. Then in the day, I'm clear. Out in the open and visible.
I want to stay visible. I want to stay in the light.
Which words did you use in your piece of art, story, or poem?: I know that I mentioned dark and darkness allot, but no, the poem is for Light
Do you vow not to whine, complain, and insult the prize if you win?: of course
Thanks Hoshi-san and kuzu-san! (Even if Kuzu's being lazy and isn't helping out with the art lol)