Lying in a broken bottle
Gazing down at the rapid raspberry ripples of ravishing red wine
divinely doused in my dying days of darkness .
Subtly swirling me back to those timidly tender times.
Where I once had a wholesome hand to hold
followed with a sweet soft spoken smile smearing my
worrisome mind over with the contented clutches of comfort.
But those days just like a silvery silken line of smoke eventually had to fade away into my new persistently wretched realms of reality .
Where the only comfort is from the knowledge in knowing that
my heart still boldly beats giving me some sort of relief. But then even
that slowly fades away and next thing I’m back in this bitterly blackened bottle
of belittlement .Persistently passing the dismal dimes of time by consciously crumbling down into my crushed up cage of quivering questions that never prance upon the path of an answer. Among these questions lies my cautious surviving comrades; one lieutenant Jeffrey Combs; the charismatic candle carefully kindling his cynical sense of self . Which was most successfully sparked by humanity’s sickening seed subtly sulking with a gradually growing grasp of greed . And the second being the passionately patient Paul Ramsey who just waits.
Simply waiting for the bashful burnout of this eternal flashing flame that only the tides of time can truly tame.
How we got here is the only clarity we’ve consciously captured . We got here because this wildflower of a world decided to irrationally rip its two halves apart and made those halves gradually grow into the harmful hands of hysteria . Leading us to our current worldly conflict, humanity's favorite ghastly game of war. Where instead of letting logic light their way to purposeless prosperity . They decide to indulge men such as I in the draft, making us fight in a war without a cause or a clear point to it all.
We originally in our group had twenty members but after the first wrathful wave of warriors; only three of us remained, this includes Paul Ramsey , Jeffrey Combs and I .
We’re left with our external selves only slightly slashed but with our solemnly sewn sails of innocence eternally torn and tattered .
As we’re shoved into the trampled trench of trembling troubles, constantly counting down the perpetual passage of the passing days.
While lying against my brisk backbone of bitterness I turned my hopeless head towards Jeffery and simply sighed out . “ Well what are our chances of surviving this sickening sea of insanity .” in response his words restlessly rowed back in a snickering reply.“ The answer is really rather obvious, don't you think. survival at this moment is merely a lost cause whose fragile feet feebly flows its withering way into the foreboding blanket of oblivion. So I say the best chance of not being blown away is to stay here . “ In response I gently jolted my judgment onto his undimmed decision .“ And``what would we do if the enemy decides to dive into our domain?”
For just a slight moment his face kept itself encased in the cold uncanny casket called uncertainty. But then he gradually grew out a slanted self contained smile pleasantly planting his selfmade seed of thought. “If it has to come to that then we follow humanity’s law and proclaim it’s every man for himself.
Which means we stick to our limited lines of luck then choose the only two actions available which are to either fight or run.
So now the question is which one do we choose ?”
In response my gaze gradually grew distant as my mind meticulously murmured out an answer. “ Well personally I would be like lord’s ever lasting lashes of lightning and die fighting so I choose to stay.”
Jeffery then turned his head towards the hopeless husk of Paul Ramsey. Whose sullen sleep deprived eyes pitifully pierced the presence of Jeffrey’s gaze . Paul then thrusted us with his appreciated opinion “ well when you look on both sides of each choice the only voice that is coming back is simply saying “ you’re either a prisoner or a deadman .
Either way both sides will always nudge you into the lackluster land of negatives and therefore my decision is to
stay and get it over with .” Jeffery then with a careless crooked grin
evolved his expression into a response . “ Well it seems that the mind of this group has finally fled into clarity.
The decision is final, We will stay here.”
Paul in response wrapped his thunderous thicket of thought into the candid clutches of conversation.
“ Well at least our flames won’t blow out and embark into the darkness alone.” Jeffrey then gifted him with an ingenious gentle gesture patting his slightly misshapen shoulder . Then he hung his bitter banner of buoyancy in the manner of words. “ Yes but another problem pierces my mind as I sit here and that is what happens after we are supposedly no longer tied to the eternal tales of our once lingering lifeline?” Paul in return retorted back with “ At this moment that is hardly the main concern murmuring within my mind but I'm not saying it's not a good question .
It is ,but I'm just saying we will find the answer once we get acquainted with the inevitable .
It's just a matter of time but as long as we're living lets try surviving . Now who's going to watch tonight ? “ . I took a deep breath and blew out my valiant vote “ I’ll do it besides Paul were all slowly dimming down into the unknown. Might as well begin to birth a better understanding towards the cause of it .”
And with that I grabbed my rifle and climbed my way up to the smog smeared surface . Where I was greeted with warfare’s pale platter of death formerly known as no man’s land followed by it’s foreboding flurries of fog .
The passing hours were spent just watching, waiting for those soldiers to come running towards their turn to bite the bullet.
But that never happened; instead several more hours had passed within the eerie sea of temporary silence . Then , suddenly the sickened silent sea dissolved itself into the valiant viewpoint of violence . When my ears were pierced by a low humming sound hovering overhead. There was no time to wander within the cage of curiosity because immediately after hearing it the earth's surface had started brutally being bludgeoned by a barrage of explosions . Which made my mind’s clutches of contentment bitterly bleed into a passionate uproar of mass hysteria . All feelings from before had fled into the weak white paleness of fear as my feet feebly fumbled their way back down to the company of my comrades . Where my words murmured their way towards it’s existence as a warning “ it seems that one of our opponents has finally decided to chase the chance towards our termination.” In response Jeffery’s words had swiftly slid themselves into my direction “ Tim would you mind if you just provide us with some clarity upon this situation you have recently endured. “ I answered his request with the clear clean cry of truth,
“ A plane was raining bombs down upon our little ragged rat hole, and because of that I suggest we stay down here cause it currently appears that if we go back up to the surface
we’ll be blown into an abyss of darkness .” In response Paul plunged his pondering opinion into our ears . “Jeffery, do you suggest we put our gas masks on ?” In response Jeffery’s words jumped out and answered “ yes just to have a little safety in this world that lacks logic.” In response all of us answered the question’s call by letting our musky mud molded masks fall over our crestfallen faces .
Minute after minute mainly spent lying in the eerie atmosphere sulking within the solemn silks of silence . The only sound that blasted through the confines of our eardrums was the bloodhungry barrage of bombs being rained down around our location . The minutes murmured into hours as our minds were constantly encased within an enigma . Never really knowing if or when our flickering flames of life will be blown out into eternal darkness .
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