It creeps closer, the darkness. So close you can almost taste it: the feel of death, the never-ending anxiety, the fear, the unrest.
With every heartbeat it slowly overtakes you, drenching you in insanity and unlocking the beasts deep within.
The brainwash I call it. “They” did it; “they” took the one weapon we had and used it against us. “They”, “they” loaded the machines with bullets and had us pull the trigger.
Funny huh! I thought it was at first. How could we possibly be so naive? But then I saw it with my own eyes.
A whole generation, buried before their birth, killed even before their conception. They have been submerged in lies, different versions of truth they call it. Like a venom, these lies sip through their veins and poison their souls.
How else will you explain it then? But how could you?
The pictures constantly flashing, so graphic its details. A constant whisper: “Life doesn’t matter”, “All you see is all there is”, “Hope died even before you were”. On and on the voices go. They have no end.
We have been taught that we are our bodies and now, we’ve forsaken our souls and spirits.
They teach us to speak but we no one ever tells us to listen. You know what that’s like? It is shooting a machine with an empty barrel. Completely useless.
We have been enticed to the end of the cliff and left to plunge ourselves into the unknown, down in the deep, cold abyss.
But light will come and claim us just before hope is seared and before death triumphs.
Behold, it has already come