Sparkles glisten off a misty shoreline
Light reflects off a history of tales never to be told
It cannot speak nor can it share the thoughts of a thousand years
Miles and layers of ash, rubble, and lifeless pieces to an unsolved puzzle lay beneath
Few will share the days with Giants and Legends
But thousands will wonder why
A dark layer of secrets, a dark layers of emotions encapsulated
By a barrier never to be broken
We can only look and dream of what took place
To look to the world searching for Absolutions
Searching for answers
Searching for a key to unlock the gated door
Impossible to reason yet we glide along with the tide
Creating more stories never to be told
Only she holds the answers, Only she holds the key…
A mystery will forever remain and cast a shadow over the lost souls
That took the journey over miles of beauty
For now we can only paint a picture that shares with us a thousand words
Never to be understood…
She woke-up knotted up in her bed sheets, gripping her pillow.
Glistening droplets of sweat danced down the side of her face.
Sitting upright, she begged for the memories to just be a show.
Dream or reality, her recollection seemed such a real place.
Running to her phone, her computer, anything she could reach.
Desperate to prove the nights events had all been make believe.
The atmosphere sucked all moisture out of her body like a leech.
Some would see her dramatic reaction as immature or naive.
Yet something aweful had played with her mind that dark night.
It made her doubt her thoughts and question innocent dreams.
Such a vivid illusion that it wound her cool, calm body up tight.
The complexity of which was so baffling it burst her minds seams.
Treasured thoughts of one simple night snapped in a split second.
While the flashbacks of dark twisted figures flooded her mind.
The screeching and screaming faces that surrounded her beckoned.
Nothing she tried would stop the play, the film would not rewind.