Darkness, Death and Sadness

These Dark Creatures

I can hear the traffic rushing past as I walk these empty streets. How can the noise be so close but everything else so far away? All I can see is darkness. This must be what death is like. Walking by people but they don’t even notice your there. The silence is so questionable. It’s like I don’t even exist to other people anymore. One day I see the lights; the next they are drowned out by screams and cries for help. I can’t figure out where they are coming from. There are so many noises that I can’t control, so many voices I’m trying to listen to but they don’t make any sense. They are telling me things but there is too many of them I don’t know which one to listen to. For now I just need to keep walking.

                I can’t stop thinking about these monsters around me. They take one glare at you and if they don’t like what they see they will just throw you in a dumpster and wait for something to come feed on your living body. While you wait in the darkness you can just hear the deep, heavy breaths of these things. You have no choice anymore. When the others arrive you are already dead. There are so many voices again, this time they’re not just in your head. You thought you could escape this, the terror. These creatures are so frightening. One minute you are just walking along the street, the next you are fighting for your life. These creatures are us, humans.

                The terror and the loss. What was it all for? All of these nightmares. What was the point? All of these answerless questions needing to be answered.  It’s like I’m just sitting, drowning in my sorrows. The screams, they’re surrounding me. I can’t control them anymore. It’s like they are taking over. Taking the life I was already loosing away from me. These voices don’t scare me anymore; it’s what’s controlling these voices that scare me. It’s like there’s no escape from them, they follow me in the street, and they are here when I get home. I can’t get away. I can’t run from them, if I try they just run after me. It’s like a road that never ends. You keep following it, waiting for it to end. Cars drive past me. The traffic is finally next to me. I’ve found my destination. I walk straight in front of it. Now there is only darkness.