Fire.

- - December 2016 - Story of the month- -Dancing. Flames are mystically dancing around me as they gradually begin to engulf my soul. How did I get here? How did my life fall to this? So much has led up to this moment of despair. Trapped beneath the rubble's hold, there is nothing that I can do to escape from the ever advancing flames. -- Cover by @Lady Panda --

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2. The end.

Age 22 - 2208

 

Dancing. Flames are mystically dancing around me as they gradually begin to engulf my soul. Cruel beauty surrounds me, yet the heat is almost unbearable. So much has led up to this moment of despair but trapped beneath the rubble's hold, there is nothing that I can do to escape from the ever advancing flames.

No-one is coming to bail me out, no-one is coming to save me from my inevitable doom, but I know that I deserve this. I have wronged so many and I have lost so much. Far too much for anyone to ever have experienced but especially someone like me. It isn't fair. I was forced to be this, this killer, this merciless monster. I didn't choose this life; I never wanted this burden or the sheer amount of guilt which was weighing down my shoulders. But then who would?

It doesn't matter anymore; the end is here. Peace and stillness awaits. Calm and rest are only mere moments away but in my situation, it was equivalent to a life time. The amount of lives that I had stolen was too big of a number to count, but still this is my only shot at redemption. 

The base is crumbling around me, burying my weapons and me with it. But that is okay; this is what I want; this is how I want it to end.

As the night falls to its knees and the dawn burns above me, I close my eyes and let it win. As the ground sinks and the smoke thickens, I let the darkness enshroud me. I was looking for an out and begging for an end which shortly would become my reality.

A hollow feeling fills my chest. I'd lost so much in my life time, too much by any stretch of the definition but now I was losing my life. For most of my existence, I'd never really had anything to lose but now, staring death in the eyes, I wanted to leave it all behind and erase my past.

 

As the smoke begins to thicken, I am at peace with my nightmares and my demons.

 

I am at peace with my loss and the pain that I have suffered.

 

I am at peace with myself as the sound of my raspy breath begins to slow.

 

After all of my pain and sorrows, black fills my vision until finally,  

finally it is all over...​

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