Smoke, thick black smoke all around. I choke and opened my eyes covered in sweat. It is 3.30 in the morning and the third day in a row I am seeing this nightmare. I don’t want to open my eyes. It is too early to break the sleep especially after having less sleep for the last few days. I got up from the bed to have some water. My mind is ruffled, don’t know what to do. Why am I seeing the same dreams again? All I remember is some bits and pieces of it. I’m confused.
Life is sometimes filled with thick black smokes, suffocating and confusing. Nightmares of reality are scarier than the ones that wake the sleep. Last few months of my life was filled with such thick smokes especially after I lost my job. Rain drops started beating the window glass. I got up to close the window. The sudden lightening gave a blink of my reflection on the window glass. I was shocked to see how scary I looked. More like a beast and less human. I realized the darkness inside me is more than what I see outside.
This is the darkest hour of the day and I turned around. All I could see and feel was more darkness and loneliness. I got frustrated by my life. I wanted to scream but couldn’t do that. I closed my eyes and sat on the floor, hopeless and aimless. Wiped my wet eyes and looked at my diary lying on the floor through my moist eyes. I turned a few pages, read a few words. I felt I was traveling through the pages of my past. March 14th I was awarded the best employee, 18th March I had the most romantic date with my girlfriend. May 7th I had a fight with my girlfriend, over my drinking habits. Next day she left me. I turned pages after that read one or two lines from each page. I realized how dark my heart became over days. Days and seasons passed. I am falling from deep to deeper abyss of emptiness. I wish I got my life back. I took my phone and typed just “hi”, but was scared to press the send button. The voice inside me said, don’t you dare text her. I was so tired I slept there on the floor.
The rain stopped, birds started chirping. The first ray of light hit my face. I saw her face right next to me. I was shocked I opened my eyes. Alas, it was just a dream. I looked around, it’s still raining, and the window is beating against the wind. May be I didn’t lock the window the other night. Finally I saw a good dream after such a long time.
3 comments:
I loved your metaphorical writing style and vivid stories. I'll definitely come back to read some more.
I agree. Lovely writing and looking at the stuff in your blog, I think that you'd really like my YA fantasy novel, 'Lethal Inheritance’.
You can read ch1 at http://publishersearch.wordpress.com/lethal-inheritance/
Tell me if I’m right. Of course it's only ch 1, but you might get enough of a taste from it.
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