aeonblack6

Those passing moments breathed an uncertainty into me which I have never felt. Every second seemingly longer than the previous, until the moment where everything stopped. Like chem trails in the sky, filling me with wonder, those red pathways streamed into an infinity of a moment. I could never imagine walking one myself, however, in that instant I realized that what I thought were facts were merely subtle jokes implanted in our genetic code. I could no longer articulate on the fact that I was a demi-god amongst the lifeless. There was no longer that youthful fearlessness that had once encompassed my existance. I would not see things the same, nor would I act on those instincts. Life, as a behavioural mainline, was over. I watched the whole thing happen as if I was an outsider. I smelled the sulfur as it roared past me on the vessel. I witnessed the soft exchange between biology and machinery. The feeling of another upon my lips would forever change, as I had never felt another this way. It would be the last time I felt crimson love running down my lips. The gag reflex was in shock and all I could do was collapse. You fell too, only you fell further and harder than I did. The sound of your downfall haunts me while I wake and all I can do is try to drown it outall I feel is sorrow when I grasp that I am only drowning out your last struggling bits of existence. Will I suffer to keep you alive, or is but one moment of suffering enough to free us both? I will find a dark place, a lonely place, and contemplate the moments. When I am free of conscience, I will walk out the door and you will be but dust to me. Im so sorry, but this is all thats left for usmoments in the dust. I will hide you in the desert, amongst the sand; and one day, in a single moment, your suffering will be found. We are a single, tormented view of what the embodiment of cruelty should look like. There is no peace in life, there is no peace in death. Goodbye, old friend.