My Faded Calender

 The previous chapter was the awakening. His hands shaking, the next chapter, what's in the next chapter? He looked at the ground, how the glowing bulb up there could still reflect through the dark tiles. He stared at it till he started seeing past it, past the light, past the darkness and into nowhere.
The previous chapter was interesting, a lot of twists, mistakes, hard heart beats, for the character.
What doesn't kill you makes you wish you were dead, but it made him stranger, even to himself. They said he was back sliding... perceptions. The boy thought it was war to live, shame to love and death to wait. That divine hand that creates and loves, speaks. He could not hear, doesn't hear, never thought he did... Till she came and he obeyed.
Sitting on the couch facing the blank tv, he heard his neighbours celebrate, like they just bought a new oxygen pump to help live on the planet. Felt strange, someone was just going to rearrange old numbers, the times the earth would revolve round the fire. The times humans should dance the dance, that dance he hated. Those steps, stressful and time consuming.
"I'll label this zeitgeist, ' The Fall'." He said to her cat, Ivy.

Can you hear the silence
Can you see the dark
The naked woman before me
The demon on her back.
Tried to drown my demons
But they found a way to swim
Forgive me father, I fell in love
Used the rosary and said some hail Marys.
Faith for the fear of fate
Slavery for the fear of death
And punishment for the fear of doubt;
This prodigal son just left the house.
Yesterday embraced my thoughts,
We stood at the cliff
And she said yes to the fall,
Diving deep to my God.
Her hair in the wind
Her eyes in my mind
This beautiful black
Uneven but with common grounds.
searching for the perfect storm
That'll keep me wide awake
Looking for demons
That'll scare me back to life.
Mother gave me the bible
Dad passed the paranoia
That sempiternal fire
Burning in forever,
But I drank the pragmatic wine.
Water is liquid
Days are pages
Life isn't within
The new calendar faded... last year.

 

 

When the love goes, the passion fades and the venom spreads... What would he do? It would be the birth of a dead boy.