Embrace
I hear a voice beckon from the darkness. Calling my name quietly into the night. A sweet, yet ghastly, moan rasped into my mind. The unseen calls to me from beyond. A thousand tiny voices whisper as one, luring me into their embrace. The promise of a new life but the horror of what lay in it threaten me from that existence.
I draw closer, like a moth to a flame; mesmerized but it’s beauty. SO beckons the darkness, it’s beauty calling but the danger striking a fear within me. It seemed different this time. I have struggled against the voices for so many years, Yet, oddly, this one night they seemed to hold a promise I have never sensed in the past. This new promise tug and tore at my being; shredding my will to resist it’s tempting call.
Struck dumbfounded I wander aimlessly through the streets. The light of distant street lamps searing into my eyes as I wandered further into the night, following the mysterious voices which seemed to have called to me all my life.
Whispers filled the room, I could feel their presence around me. Short harsh gasps from distant malformed shadows. They flock about my bed late into the night. To sleep, what a pleasure that would be. I could never sleep while they hovered near, murmuring their promises for a new existence. At times I would follow them only to flee in the end. Tonight I couldn’t flee.
Wandering away from the lights of the city before dropping from shear exhaustion into the wet grass. It’s cool wet smell soothing to my burning thoughts. Stars spread boundless in the heavens above. My muscles begin to relax; settling as if to fall asleep. The invisible cord tugged once again, it was calling to be again.
I sat up rigid in the grass the tranquility of the moment broken as my eyes dart about me, scanning the field for my mysterious culprits. Nothing, not a sound resonated around me except the frantic rustling of my tense body; my thoughts whirling, confused, through out my mind.
Their voices fill me once again. Demanding, coaxing me into their flame. I begin to walk, asphyxiated, in it’s intoxication. I watch myself draw near the cliffs edge. There is no dear or regrets any longer. They no longer exist in my world. I spread my arms wide taking in the landscape. I smile to myself knowing it was all over; I had lost. I could not care any more. I had lived for this, this moment.
Suddenly, it was as if it all fell into place. Smile still spread wise across my cheeks, my arms spread wide into the night embracing the darkness I had escaped for so long. I took a deep breath and fell forward into the darkness. The realm of the little voices. The night itself seemed to smile with me.
As the sun arose, it’s golden rays banishing the night. So, it too, had banished my existence in the same manner.
My presence still remains in this place. It will always linger. Yet, I still ponder whether I have actually won or lost?