I really like writing. Putting life on paper and leaving out the dull stuff. This is a random writing I just made for fun. I'm just starting to make them for entertainemt purposes..I hope you enjoy :)
Oh, and at the bottom there is a poem going along with it. Have a great day !
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Seeking a place for meditation and reflect, I stray far from the city. I walk, patiently yet hastily through the obsolete woods, ignoring the faces of the trees. Driven by some force to which a description I cannot yield. Carelessly, at a fast pace, walking without the slightest worry of getting lost in the woods. Which by now seemed like an eternal labyrinth to which my turmoil had fallen victim to. I couldn’t stop though, not until I found an opening in the forest to relax in for a while. The unceasing grimaces of the trees in my surroundings were not welcoming. The owl that kept surveillance on me overhead, I could swear he had the most sickenly evil and red eyes.
After feeling something was following me for hours on end, I reached what I had so patiently awaited. The sun at its peak during this chilly winter afternoon, I saw its light reflected off the most beautiful meadow, resting under a thin sheet of snow. There was a big jagged rock in the opening, but I knew I would hurt myself climbing it, so I resisted my temptations, I could see the city far off in the distance, and finding this obscure oasis of beauty was a true success! I observed the meadow which was rather vast for being hidden through such dense woods.
Of all there was to see, something drew my attention. Although I was the interloper, what I saw just didn’t belong. The most beautiful dandelion, blissfully dancing with the wind, competing with the wonderful formations of ice shards. A rare find, as I could see no other plant perforating the skin of the snow on the vast horizon of the meadow. I snatched it immediately after snapping out from the trance gazing at its beauty had brought upon me. Holding the find in my frostbite-threatened hands, I stare at it with all my perverse intentions. As expected, I blow air onto it, ripping its gorgeous yellow and silver petals off from its now ugly body.
Oh, by the way I saw a deer on my way here, a very special sight when you are used to the city life. My eyes were closed as I thought of the wish I would make. Following the tradition of many dandelion-blowers before me, I plotted a wish, and such heavy thought could not be made with my eyes open. Then, I felt the struggle… I could not move, I could not smell, hear, see or feel anything. As I thought, my body was on standby as my soul was imprisoned into an iron maiden of darkness. Then I heard someone recite a poem, a very sorrow one sung by the boy with no eyes.
My eyes I am sure were closed but I could see this boy staring right at me... Was he from a nearby house, maybe lost in the woods? No explanation to this find, and I was as uncomfortable as ever. I felt my eyelids finally escape the grip of such paralysis, but everything was still dark. I pondered heavily what the hell was going on. I was sweating, panting and far more rattled than I have ever been. I woke up… all to remember that in Arizona there are no snow glazed woods bearing high meadows over looking any city. I had never seen such objects in my entire life, let alone the ghoul I encountered, which would haunt me for the rest of my life.
In the uttermost depths, of your dreams
Your foulest fears and regrets, may just be
A trapping vortex, of wretched reality
"In these nightmares, you might see me
In another one's hell, is where I dwell
My world is your peril, and I need your help
You will surely find me, I could tell
As the wind binds me, to your smell
Search for me, this gentle being, and help
I'd leave your inferno if I could. I'll just wait in the woods.
I bide my time, waiting in the woods
The owls and ghouls, have all understood
To keep a safe distance, for heir own good
For I bring splenetic misery, to all that I could
If I could find my way out, I surely would
Evacuate this hell, I'll just wait in the woods."
Approach him cautiously, and you'll find a surprise
A young,tender, innocent boy, but where are his eyes?
An aged aching soul, under a clever disguise..
"I'm cursed to be lost, I'm cursed to be blind
Now you're cursed to the image, of such a find
Wake up now, wake up it's time
This delirium I've brought , is all in your mind!
Have a nice cursed life, if to wake up you could..
I'll wait for your return, I'll just wait in the woods.."
