Start out a scene with this phrase, “I refuse to close my eyes anymore.” I ended up using it at the end, and it turned more into poetry than prose. Thanks go to Ryan Lanz and A Writer’s Path for the inspiration!
The world is darker than my imagination.
Joy swallowed up in darkness.
Snuffed out hope lies desolate in the streets.
If I could only deny its existence,
Dream away the days in the blindness of my mind.
To live, with eyes squeezed shut,
Cloistered from the evil that roams around me.
But in such seclusion, would I be safe?
And if safe, would I be sane?
Self-imposed darkness…does it lead to despair?
Or the insanity that tells us all is good,
That people mean well,
That evil is a spot that we can wash away
If we only find the cure.
And in such pure, happy oblivion,
Could I still see enough to touch others,
To reach a hand to those who fall
And hold them up?
I cannot let myself be blinded.
I refuse to close my eyes anymore.
Copyright 2014 Andrea Lundgren
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