The dull humming ceased in my ears as I awaited my quickly approaching fate. Silence filled the room but my heart pounded. I could hear the distant sounds of chains and torture scream out through the walls, meant to be silenced. Pain seeped from the very atmosphere sending fear into places long forgotten. The friendly decor betrayed it's true meaning and only those of ample years could truly determine such. The young were fooled but the elder kept their knowledge a secret though they barley could. I longed for the hum to return to distract my mind from what was about to happen. My words would be my downfall or my freedom, but they were one in the same truly. If the truth sets you free, then freedom is just a different set of chains in a never ending web of heartache. Caught in between lying for safety or truth for freedom, I once again found myself in the folds of nightmares. How would I survive either option? Surely I would be brought down by both but which option held the most life left. A resounding thought rings through my head as I approach but whatever I choose, the fate is still the same.
- Blake Xavior
- 8/26/16
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Depths of my mind
RandomCompilation of things ive written. PLease don't steal and if you want to use it just ask :) Please give it a read. There are darker themes within this, so please be aware of that.
