As I lay sleeping,
soundly in the comfert of my bed,
I could feel my eyes move with the darkness my eyelids created.
I watched the black color dance in circles,
becoming dizzy with whirling wind surrounding it,
it hopped along the imaginary lines my mind stained against the black walls that darkness leans against when growing weary.
For hours overlapping each other I saw the world as nothing,
I walked along the bridge of flashing colors and saw the pond of bubbling black waters and its rippling waves run below me in a feirce fight to get away from a strange pounding sound.
Rainbow lights ran around and floated in the sky,
trying hard to escape the forever dancing darkness that entertains me as I walk through the pressure of colorful shapes.
This pounding sound comes closer and I can feel my head fill with pressure,
I hold it and drop to the ground,
falling through a blackhole of poisened waterfalls.
And the noise stopped.
Only for a moment I thought I heard the music of rapid drums playing deep and slow as darkness danced.
It leaped further in my mind,
almost far enough to create a dream,
but dreams lose breath once awakened,
and I am feeling all emptiness below my feet.
I peek my eyes open and still feel pounding pressure scratch at my ears,
and the light in my room blinds me,
flashing lights form into hands as I close my eyes once again.
The fingers move with the drums,
dancing with the night of my mind,
and soon they invite me to dance,
in circles I am growing dizzy,
and soon I stop to refresh at the small river by the corner of my mind.
I am drinking and listening to music the flashing hands make,
and I can feel myself slipping into nothing at all,
and I take my dancing darkness and flashing hands with me.
We sail off into a dream I can't remember.
I saw black spots and watched something of black paint dance around to imaginary drums,
but that was all.
I saw nothing at all once my eyes were opened,
I had already fallen to deep in a desserted wasteland of pale blackness.
I could remember nothing of what happened,
just that darkness was dancing,
and it still dances in my mind.
Forever the drums will play and flashing hands will join the party evertime my eyes are closed.
Watching the world fade to nothing and twirling in circles until I fall deep in the drops of flashing colors. |
Submission Name: Dancing Darkness
