• Prelude
    Of the New


    Sensations of pain…
    Of guilt…
    Drifting through me like a cloud in the sky.
    This cloud…
    Is black…
    But…
    Growing lighter…

    In life, the shadows find their way into your mind, killing it or rendering it cold and frozen, while misery finds it way into your heart and destroys it, bit-by-bit.
    I say this, for in my life, I’ve made mistakes that only the foolish of fools dare make. With mistakes comes the shadow of guilt, and with the shadow comes the bitter misery that eats you away until the only thing left is the memories of your mistakes. The black ghost then comes to collect you like a trophy on a shelf.
    The black ghost had begun to touch my fingertips, until she unlocked the frozen bolt leading to my heart.

    With new beginnings brings new emotions swirling inside you like a calm or raging tornado.
    Starting new, fresh, clean was the only idea I’d allowed my mind to place me into, and dreaming hard enough made it occur at the time it was most needed, the time the black ghost came to me, once upon a December.