-Unchained Melody
- Angelo Bain
- Oct 6
- 2 min read
[Words to Image. A random image that pulls on my heart strings to give it a story. I allow it to lead me wherever it wants to go, and I type out whatever it asks me to. Spontaneous creation.]
Darkness held me tightly. Its arms have been wrapped around my very being for as long as I can remember. It is a familiar feeling. A cold one, damp, and void of compassion. There is no love within its touch.
I sit alone in the cool hours of the morning, while the world sleeps, and wonder if I'll ever break free from this prison, my prison. I see the life that lives in the shadows. I taste the thickness of the air, when nobody else does. I recognize the patterns unseen and count the breaths of those sleeping. I see when something changes within the dark. But no one sees me seeing this.
Where is my sunrise? Why must it always bleed into a transition of moments and never be a defining start to a day? I long for this. Why have I been robbed in such a manner? Why does it hold me so tightly? Does it not realize that I have been subdued by it for so many years that I can only dream of escape, but have lost the urge to try anymore? So, why the need to hold so tight? It has me.
But it doesn't realize that because I can feel the unseen, because I can see what is unfelt, I sense its grip is growing weary. I feel it's grasp growing tired. It is becoming something I care to focus on, once more. A weakness that gives me hope. A falter that gives me opportunity. A reason to reach for the light again. And I will.
I have been the captive in this prison, but my time of release is nearing. The darkness will no longer restrain me because I have felt the love of light shining down on me and the guardian has not noticed. But I have. Because I see what is unseen. And I see my release.
My heart leaps with a promise. One to myself, from myself. I vow to take this opportunity when the timing is right. I will reach for it and I know it will reach back. And together, we will rescue me.
In this very moment, I will forever be free.
[Dedicated to those with heavy hearts. You are seen]

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