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synapticjava) wrote2005-04-03 08:02 pm
synapticjava) wrote2005-04-03 08:02 pm
Drabble the first
Just something my brain was screaming at me to write. It's odd and incoherrant, but I'll post it anyway.
Memories flicker through my mind and across my vision like a broken projector film. The ancient sepia frames have rotted away in places, leaving only darkness - the darkness that seeps into my soul while I slumber. The bright-dark-bright-dark wrapping light is driving me to madness, and I feel myself scream at the phantoms that haunt me. Phantoms of smiles and memories of tears I never cried are creeping into the silence I once knew. Nightmares of children I've forgotten and of a life perished before it was truly realized is grating on my mind. If only I could forget.
Memories flicker through my mind and across my vision like a broken projector film. The ancient sepia frames have rotted away in places, leaving only darkness - the darkness that seeps into my soul while I slumber. The bright-dark-bright-dark wrapping light is driving me to madness, and I feel myself scream at the phantoms that haunt me. Phantoms of smiles and memories of tears I never cried are creeping into the silence I once knew. Nightmares of children I've forgotten and of a life perished before it was truly realized is grating on my mind. If only I could forget.
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I'm glad you liked it. I'm actually considering venturing back into the world of *gasp* Original Fiction writing. So, thanks:)