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saladloveFirstly, the title for this work is grossly unfitting, but so seems to be all the titles I've thought of for it. This is a one off, and I guess it's "deep" or whatever. I wrote it earlier this week when I wasn't feeling very chipper. It's entirely up for interpretation, and the only reason I'm posting it at all is because I'm interested in seeing what people perceive it as in their own lives.
My heads beating, I feel like I have a migraine with no way to relieve it. I look around, everything’s monochromatic, varying shades of gray and black make up my surroundings. A cool wind blows steadily, sending a chill down my exposed spine. I rub my forearms, keeping them close to my shirtless chest in an attempt to stay warm. I don't remember how I got here, got to this… what is this place?
I look around for any distinctive features besides the gray and black, but nothing, just an abyss of cold darkness. Suddenly, as if I was on one of those horror rides at the local carnival where the floor falls straight from beneath your feet, I'm falling. However, unlike those carnival rides, I'm not strapped into a seat; Nothing to protect me as I plummet through the abyss to my eminent demise. I open my mouth to scream, but nothing comes out, it's now I realize that I've lost all sense of hearing. The closest thing to a sound is the constant feeling of my heart beating, the pacing going faster and faster as I'm pulled from the sky. My mind substitutes the lack of sound with a tribal drum, going at the same increasing pace as my heart.
I feel it, the impact coming ever closer, the cold dark hands of gravity firmly dragging me down with its inescapable grip. I close my eyes shut, gritting my teeth in an instinctive attempt to brace for impact. Waiting for the sudden splat that will mark the end of my life.
But the splat never comes. I open my eyes hesitantly to see that the monochromatic setting has changed, replaced with the beautiful hues of pink and orange. I no longer feel as if I am falling, rather the sense of a miraculous floating. The carnival ride’s been substituted with that of a giant fan, keeping me airborne. I feel my heart’s beat steady, the drums begin to fade away and I attempt my vocal chords once more.
“hello…” a weak, scratchy voice which I can hardly recognize as my own manages to croak its way out of my dry throat. I raise a hand and begin massaging my neck, as if this will help its inner soreness.
Still, I don't know where I am. I look around, the pink and orange so bright I wonder if I should squint my eyes to adjust, but all I can do is gaze. In complete awe of the surroundings, a wispy and warm setting, as if I was afloat inside of a sunset. A warm feeling fills my chest and a smile works it's way onto my face. Then, shock.
The slight tap of a finger on my shoulder sends jolts throughout my body, forcing me to turn around instinctively to catch the intruder with my eye’s. I am oncemore taken aback by the sight.
A tall boy, light facial hair on his chin as if to try and show maturity, but his features are still soft, inviting, as if he were a child who had yet to be exposed to the harm of the world. I try to ask him who he is, but I once again find myself unable to speak. He holds his arm out to me, hand open, welcoming. I outstretch my own arm, taking hold of his hand. Much like the setting around us, his skin is soft and warm, however he has a strong grip that forbids me from looking away.
We lock eyes. His are a piercing blue, brighter than any I've ever seen. I find myself lost in the ocean of his gaze, mind gone completely blank. It's only when the setting around us changes that I snap back to reality.
Reality? Is that what this is? I'm unsure. It's not like anything else I've ever experienced, but it feels so real, so vivid. If this was just a dream, I'm not sure I ever wanted to wake up.
The new setting reminds me of his eyes, dark blue waves crashing all around me. The sounds are startling at first, no longer used to the everyday noise I had taken for granted. The scent of the salty seawater fills me, a powerful and strong stench that has me craving for more. I wish to be even closer to these alluring senses, and as if reading my mind, the boy who's hand I gripped took hold of my other hand as well. We floated together, no- not floated, but… it’s the only word my mind can think of to describe this feeling of nothingness. Suddenly, the crashing waves encompass us, but unlike the plummeting carnival ride, this does not frighten me.
My senses are fulfilled, the salty seawater accepts my embrace and encompasses me whole. The water is slightly cool, any colder and I might want to leave it, but now leaving was the furthest idea in my mind. The boy with his firm grip takes me deeper and deeper into the ocean. I feel like I should be suffocating, the pressure beginning to push down on my chest, but I adore the feeling- I crave it. I can no longer imagine a world without this feeling of pure bliss.
That's when the boy turns. He's heading us back upwards towards the top, I can feel the precious pressure on my chest beginning to lessen, and I tug my arm away instinctively, unwilling to leave. He looks back down to me, his bright blue eyes still managing to catch my attention, the most intense blue in the whole ocean. A frown works it's way onto his soft face, and he kicks his way back to the surface, leaving me all alone.
I don't mind, I have what I wanted. I force my way back down to where the pressure pushes my chest inwards, I close my eyes in an attempt to appreciate the feeling fully. When my lids fully shut however, I am unable to feel anything at all. I try to open them once more, feeling empty and pained without the blissful feeling of the blue ocean pressure, but I can't. Memories begin to fade from my mind, the blissful pressure leaves first, followed by the beautiful hues and the warm feeling of the pink and orange sunset, and last to leave is the piercing blue eyes and the warm grip of the boy.
My last thought is wishing I had stayed with him, and then… nothing.
…
My heads beating, I feel like I have a migraine with no way to relieve it. I look around, everything’s monochromatic, varying shades of gray and black make up my surroundings.
My heads beating, I feel like I have a migraine with no way to relieve it. I look around, everything’s monochromatic, varying shades of gray and black make up my surroundings. A cool wind blows steadily, sending a chill down my exposed spine. I rub my forearms, keeping them close to my shirtless chest in an attempt to stay warm. I don't remember how I got here, got to this… what is this place?
I look around for any distinctive features besides the gray and black, but nothing, just an abyss of cold darkness. Suddenly, as if I was on one of those horror rides at the local carnival where the floor falls straight from beneath your feet, I'm falling. However, unlike those carnival rides, I'm not strapped into a seat; Nothing to protect me as I plummet through the abyss to my eminent demise. I open my mouth to scream, but nothing comes out, it's now I realize that I've lost all sense of hearing. The closest thing to a sound is the constant feeling of my heart beating, the pacing going faster and faster as I'm pulled from the sky. My mind substitutes the lack of sound with a tribal drum, going at the same increasing pace as my heart.
I feel it, the impact coming ever closer, the cold dark hands of gravity firmly dragging me down with its inescapable grip. I close my eyes shut, gritting my teeth in an instinctive attempt to brace for impact. Waiting for the sudden splat that will mark the end of my life.
But the splat never comes. I open my eyes hesitantly to see that the monochromatic setting has changed, replaced with the beautiful hues of pink and orange. I no longer feel as if I am falling, rather the sense of a miraculous floating. The carnival ride’s been substituted with that of a giant fan, keeping me airborne. I feel my heart’s beat steady, the drums begin to fade away and I attempt my vocal chords once more.
“hello…” a weak, scratchy voice which I can hardly recognize as my own manages to croak its way out of my dry throat. I raise a hand and begin massaging my neck, as if this will help its inner soreness.
Still, I don't know where I am. I look around, the pink and orange so bright I wonder if I should squint my eyes to adjust, but all I can do is gaze. In complete awe of the surroundings, a wispy and warm setting, as if I was afloat inside of a sunset. A warm feeling fills my chest and a smile works it's way onto my face. Then, shock.
The slight tap of a finger on my shoulder sends jolts throughout my body, forcing me to turn around instinctively to catch the intruder with my eye’s. I am oncemore taken aback by the sight.
A tall boy, light facial hair on his chin as if to try and show maturity, but his features are still soft, inviting, as if he were a child who had yet to be exposed to the harm of the world. I try to ask him who he is, but I once again find myself unable to speak. He holds his arm out to me, hand open, welcoming. I outstretch my own arm, taking hold of his hand. Much like the setting around us, his skin is soft and warm, however he has a strong grip that forbids me from looking away.
We lock eyes. His are a piercing blue, brighter than any I've ever seen. I find myself lost in the ocean of his gaze, mind gone completely blank. It's only when the setting around us changes that I snap back to reality.
Reality? Is that what this is? I'm unsure. It's not like anything else I've ever experienced, but it feels so real, so vivid. If this was just a dream, I'm not sure I ever wanted to wake up.
The new setting reminds me of his eyes, dark blue waves crashing all around me. The sounds are startling at first, no longer used to the everyday noise I had taken for granted. The scent of the salty seawater fills me, a powerful and strong stench that has me craving for more. I wish to be even closer to these alluring senses, and as if reading my mind, the boy who's hand I gripped took hold of my other hand as well. We floated together, no- not floated, but… it’s the only word my mind can think of to describe this feeling of nothingness. Suddenly, the crashing waves encompass us, but unlike the plummeting carnival ride, this does not frighten me.
My senses are fulfilled, the salty seawater accepts my embrace and encompasses me whole. The water is slightly cool, any colder and I might want to leave it, but now leaving was the furthest idea in my mind. The boy with his firm grip takes me deeper and deeper into the ocean. I feel like I should be suffocating, the pressure beginning to push down on my chest, but I adore the feeling- I crave it. I can no longer imagine a world without this feeling of pure bliss.
That's when the boy turns. He's heading us back upwards towards the top, I can feel the precious pressure on my chest beginning to lessen, and I tug my arm away instinctively, unwilling to leave. He looks back down to me, his bright blue eyes still managing to catch my attention, the most intense blue in the whole ocean. A frown works it's way onto his soft face, and he kicks his way back to the surface, leaving me all alone.
I don't mind, I have what I wanted. I force my way back down to where the pressure pushes my chest inwards, I close my eyes in an attempt to appreciate the feeling fully. When my lids fully shut however, I am unable to feel anything at all. I try to open them once more, feeling empty and pained without the blissful feeling of the blue ocean pressure, but I can't. Memories begin to fade from my mind, the blissful pressure leaves first, followed by the beautiful hues and the warm feeling of the pink and orange sunset, and last to leave is the piercing blue eyes and the warm grip of the boy.
My last thought is wishing I had stayed with him, and then… nothing.
…
My heads beating, I feel like I have a migraine with no way to relieve it. I look around, everything’s monochromatic, varying shades of gray and black make up my surroundings.
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Date: 2017-01-29 06:24 pm (UTC)