Prediction

Prediction

The light breaks through the stained-glass window and spreads its shattered beauty amongst the demons and sinners in the congregation. These monsters hiding in the deepest crevices in my mind are burned by the light that they so rarely see.

The floor is drenched in the blood from my broken heart, and with the light the room takes on a bitter crimson haze.

Where I sit is far away, in the very back row. I sit with my head in my hands, tears running down my shaking arms.

The noise is that of whispers echoing down the empty corridors that connect my thoughts with the world. And far off, in the distance, I can hear the heavy footsteps of Death himself marching to my door.

Through an open door I watch as the world falls apart. I watch as the greed, lust and anger reach a point of total desperation, and the grass turns to roads turns to an abandoned city street. The sun sits high in the dust filled sky, like a fluorescent bulb shining purely to show every imperfection. And all the people, now ashamed of themselves, hide in the allies as the cars turn to burning shells and the skyscrapers hide behind their thick smoke.

I can almost feel the cowardly cries of the innocent children who have been thrown into the sewers, abandoned by a world that wished only to protect itself.

But I cannot be separated from this nightmare where the demons wipe their mouths of the filthy souls they feed upon. Where my skin melts in the wake of the hatred I feel from those surrounding me. The sex and drugs drown the population in an immoral decay.

The way that we hid in the caves and fought our shadows thousands of years ago, we’ve locked ourselves into the lonely world of accepted thoughts and perceptions. We fight everything that we deem unknown.

I cannot escape this nightmare, as it is merely a prediction of things to come.

Then the sun sets, and the only light I thought existed is replaced by a blood-red moon.

As the light goes, my thoughts are drenched even more into this darkness.

And each night I fight for my survival…