Grasp Of Hell

           Feed your fears. With darkness for the the darkness may provide the energy to increase your fear. It knows... It knows what you fear and what you despise of the most. You can't run you know... the more you try to run, the faster it reaches you. You think you can escape it's grasp? You're wrong! Absolutely not. It is here, it is everywhere..You are stuck and sinking deeper into it's grasp. It is deeper than the pits of Tartarus. Tartarus is of a place where the worst of monsters are being held captive and there shall be where you feed your fears for the even the Goddess Nyx won't be able to handle the darkness...

THE BRIGHTNESS CAN KILL TOO

      I wish your brightness touched every part of me. That brightness that will be able to turn the place into the brightest one. Now, it's like a spotlight shining only on  a spot making the others' beside it the darkest to ever survive. If only... If only the whole place was lit up, touched, by the light. Part of me is still covered by the dark. Untreated, sick and cold. It was all fogged up around me, because the darkness was too dark that it became eerily cold, it froze everything else.    

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"Feed your fears..." I heard. It was a whisper echoing through my head...

"Feed me.. with the darkness.." I thought to myself.. I was wondering whether they were voices in my head, or my hallucinations. I'm feeling afraid now that the darkness is slowly eating me up. Slowly.. slowly dying alone...                               

The memory of her will remain

She was merely only a 16 year old teen. Her future was bright. She had many opportunities for everything. Her death was such a loss for the world, the nation, and her family. Especially her family. She wasn’t noticed until her death was revealed by the police. She had still been in the missing list till the day an officer arrived at the doorstep of her family on information for her. Her parents grieved for her. They CRIED for her! They cried to their hearts content. Alas, her soul rested in peace as they rest the remains of her body that was already half eaten by the wild deep in the forest 6 feet underground. Then in front of her resting place was the tombstone with a flower placed beside. Before her father who was a faithful father left, he had said "The memory of her will remain my dear wife." And so, her parents left.

Suffocating in the midst of darkness

Thursday,3.9.2015

   When exactly can I wake up from all these havoc? A dream that haunts me for my fear. I want to be free, free from all these pain dwelling up in me. I'm starting to get sick of all the hatred from people around me, the source to all the negativity in my soul... I can feel it RISING! Eating me up slowly..Slowly fading away.. 

    The darkness is starting to cover everything up. I can barely see my own hands from this mere distance.In this darkness it feels cold, quiet, lifeless, and, depressing, and... lifeless.. I feel my fear...They say find for the light and let it guide you... but nothing seems to want to guide me. Everyone and everything gave up on me..I am suffocating, already dying in search for a light. But, I will wait.. I WILL wait patiently. Wait for it to get brighter and save me from all this, everything! I will...

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   I awaken from the sound of leaves rustling in the wind, as the birds chirp to the playful shrieks and the wonderful laughter of children playing. Is this the reality? Is.. Is all these real? Am I perhaps... hallucinating? I question myself, In that moment I felt a midst of happiness...... But all those wonderful sound of nature slowly changed. It CHANGED! From the sweet laughter of children laughing to the screams of terror and torture the sickly sweet fragrance of honeysuckles and lavender changed to the rusty metallic smell of blood. The sound of water dripping perhaps..blood dripping. I wondered where I was, my eyes were covered.. no blindfolded by something. Perhaps a piece of cloth.. It smelled horrible. I felt a sharp pain, but I couldn't find the source of and decided not to think about it. My whole body felt weak and painful. I wonder how long have I been stuck and unconscious here? But I realized I still had a lot to wonder about. I feel so helpless, full of questions, and my curiousness of everything. I tried struggling to break free and was using too much energy it made me tired. I probably made too much noise because I heard the sound of footsteps, really hollow and heavy ones.. I hear the sound of chains.. metal ones, gong across the floor at a really slow pace. At that instant moment fear came rushing through me and my heart was beating fast. I stopped struggling, pretending I was already dead. I hope it helped... As my consciousness took hold of me, I knew I was hanged on something, I was upside down.. I felt something wet trickling across my forehead. I tasted blood, and felt my throat tightening. My mouth felt drier than the Saharan desert. The footsteps are back.. Someone is hear. Is it my turn to die? I don't want to die yet.. but... I can't do anything.....