Unbroken

Shadows Die

(CARTER’S POV)

“I think I really do love her,” I heard Chris say from the bunk.  I couldn’t sleep so I just lay here, shivering under all four of the blankets that were draped over me. I needed something familiar.  I sat up slowly, trying not to make noise, as I noticed that Chris’s hoodie was draped over the bottom part of the bunk.  I reached over and put it on, smelling the spicy smell of his cologne.

I sighed.  I wonder who he was talking about.  I heard him singing earlier.  It was beautiful. I wanted to sing along with him, but knew I shouldn’t.  I looked over at the clock that sat on the wall.  5:48. I decided to give everyone a little more time to sleep before I got up and made food.  I lay there and started playing songs in my mind.  I thought of “Inglorious” by Kerbera.

“Fairytales won't last, my friend

Every story has an end

All I once held dear has turned into something else

It's this part I'll have to play

Witnessing it all decay

And that's what hurts the most

Oh, so inglorious

I won't take this anymore

I refuse to see you fall

So I left you at the fork

When you needed me the most

Realized you're paid to fake it

We're breaking the illusion

All of your lies for trust

Still we're inglorious?

Now when facing victory

Can we still tell apart the liberty from misery?

It's desaturating

In the colorless delight

All your enemies were right

When there's nothing left

You'll see how you fade away

Fade away

Realized you're paid to fake it

We're breaking the illusion

All of your lies for trust

You think I'll just eat this up?

Your crown cracks

Your throne splits

Along with the delusions

All of your lies for trust

Still we're inglorious?

Fairytales won't last, my friend

And you may take your prize

But how many corpses did you leave behind?

Strip a man down to his skin

What's of worth is found within

You lost yourself along the way

And for the truth you're blaming me

My only crime is honesty”

They just kept coming, song after song, sometimes only pieces of a song until I finally looked at the clock and say that it was 6:30.