Never ending spirals, never ending in long sweeps and swoops upon a canvas. Love intertwining with anger bringing forth a never-ending night to day transition. My mind aching from deep beneath my core where it begs to be set free. Come with me to my mind, the realms hidden behind my third eye. What lies behind my eye is something of a mystery. No longer living yet not dead. My mind and body ache as it trembles from the earthquake's aftermath. Yet my heart becomes a black void sucking in all the toxins that were left behind from the last person who hurt me long ago.
Swinging high, singing low but reaching all the inner spaces in between the cracks. Seeping into my body making it go numb and feel free, as if you were flying. Free from war but nowhere closer to peace. Slowly shuffling in and out existence while screaming as loud as possible. No one answers, no one comes and so the void slowly begins taking over you before exploding into billions of stars. Much like a broken heart, it's impossible to fix shattered dreams. Trying to drag them back while failing to piece together what had happened.
The pieces slowly falling apart from your touch as you try placing them back together. Unlike a puzzle, they won't go back together. No matter how hard you try to press them close they never stick. Words, like daggers, pierce through already open wounds slowly causing the poor girl/boy deep inside me endless pain. My Aura crying out in pain and bliss as these daggers twist and tear into their flesh. Crying and begging for the pain to end yet they know this is their punishment for not allowing the pieces to fit back together
Aura looks around, their hollow black eyes looking around the empty caverns of what's left of my mind. Small shards of memory floating around tormenting them endlessly with their laughter. Aura doesn't understand why they are laughing, what could be so funny? They try to run, to hide from the noise, but they are mindlessly floating around without end. They want to stop it all. the laughter, the oncoming screams that are bound to join at any moment. They fear the silence that comes once I sleep so they make their own sounds.
After days have come and gone, slowly their world around them starts to piece back together. At one point the world has nothing yet soon when they wake, they are laying on soft grass. Endless vast oceans of grass forming together to make an unseen world. No trees, no animals nor any kind of human was out there. Aura wanted friends. They wanted love. Yet nothing came for them, so loneliness filled their heart.
One day, flowers began to grow and so did trees. It's as if they had sprouted and grown just that night. This gave Aura a sense of relief, yes, the flowers couldn't talk, but they made things less lonely.
(I am leaving things like this for now. Maybe you guys can give me ideas. Maybe put in song suggestions so that we can bring Aura to life. Thank you to all who read this first part. Love you all!)
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Chaotic Realms
De TodoThis is what comes to mind when you add a touch of music to the situation. All the emotions coming together allowing me to create this. It could turn out good or bad. It just depends on how one enjoys such a story. It might just be a bunch of things...