this imagine stemmed out of that song. ^ i really enjoy it, but i guess this is.. a bit odd. who knows.
this is meant to sound weird. ))
----
----
During the heaviest rush hour in this busy city, I stared down at my feet. No one really passed in front of me, though.
My ears picked up harsh yelling and the horns of passing cars, crying children and furious adults. I didn't really understand why everyone had to be so angry all the time.
I stared down at my grey Converse and the cold concrete, wondering if I'd ever raise my head up again.
My arms held themselves low by my side, giving me the slightest comfort. I stared down at my blue jean kapris and dark red shirt. They had clung to me, but provided me space. Maybe I wasn't so alone.
I pondered of all the times I've ever done something wrong, and the traffic seemed to get louder. Their horns and screams increased in volume and mass, almost seeming to crash upon me. Was I in the middle of the street?
No, I was still standing there. In the middle of the concrete island.
I blinked a few times and the rush seemed to die down again. What was it that I was thinking about again?
Oh, that's right. I was going to look up at everything.
..Should I? It might be scary. Who knows what I'll see.
My ears started to hurt; why was everything so loud again?
I went against my own pain and arched my neck back up to its normal position. I was locked in place. I couldn't look away.
There was nothing.
No cars. No angry people. Nothing. No sign of life anywhere.
I began to scream at myself, there had to be someone. I was trembling, crying. I did anything I could to escape it and break through the fabric of imagination. I hoped to everything that my world was just lagging and everything would be behind me.
There was nothing.
I turned my pair of eyes to look at the surrounding buildings: some were new, and some looked to be on their last leg. Why hadn't anyone fixed them?
Oh boy, here comes the pain again. Now my heart was hurting.
Their screens were just static and showed no friendly face. There was no face to display various beauty products, or even a phone. Was I really alone?
I couldn't stop shaking. Where had everyone gone? I possibly did something. I can say that I am sorry.
I even tried looking for Malice and my shadow friends.
They were gone, too. Am I so bad that I scared off my insecurities?
I cried. And cried. And cried.
I wanted to collapse. But maybe, if I did that, the ground beneath me would fall too. I don't like falling.
The pain interrupted me again. This time it raided through my bones, practically one of the worst kinds.
I snapped my head to face the north building: the tallest out of the rest. It was made completely out of black glass and had a radio signaling tower on the top, with a small, red, flashing light. A few seconds went by and I continued to stare at it.
The light seemed to take away all of my thoughts, and even the pain that was tearing me to shreds.
My tears stopped falling, and I began to forget.
Neutrality swarmed over me once again, and I blinked.
I shook my head, and I felt something crawl across my foot.
I looked down, and watched a small centipede cross me. He was a dark brown with white highlights, and his legs were a very pretty blue. This little creature really captured my interest; I wonder where his friends are. They might be as beautiful as him.
My ears picked up the sounds of screaming and busy streets.
The centipede crawled away, but my eyes were locked on my shoes.
During this speedy time in the city, I kept my eyes steady on my feet.
I didn't really understand why, though.
----
-
hope you enjoyed. i'll probably release some more of these tonight. they are fun.
+ eugene
YOU ARE READING
:)
General Fictionjust something that i'll do in my free time. these are mainly imagines that come from listening to music or daydreaming. (i might include some of my actual dreams in here for documentation, as well.) hope you enjoy.