Healing

Written: February 27, 2011

A sound softly reaches his ears. Unknown to him he looks around. A night of fear an self reflection he is unsuspecting of what lies in store. He hears again a faint cracking, like ice crumbling beneath his feet. All he see's is darkness around, reaching his hand out hoping to feel anything at all. The darkness surrounds his finger tips, shadows hide his skin from his eyes, so he draws back in fear of losing himself.

He moves forward, still unable to discover the origin of the intense sound. The cracking gets louder, and louder.. He suddenly grabs his chest realizing it is he who is falling apart. He drops to his knees to holding on for dear life, but the cracking continues. Looking down he notices his chest with a chip in it, the spidering etching spreading out from there. What started out as a small blemish has turned into a multitude of endless fractures.

Taking a deep breath he notices the cracking discontinuing. Opening his eyes he sees a light ahead, but unable to move in fear of breaking into pieces he remains still, and alone on the ground. The light flutters in the distance, as if to warn him that he needs to get up, or be broken forever. The cracks spread throughout his body, he takes a chance. Shattering into millions of shards, the movement made breaks him completely.

He opens his eyes and looks at the shards on the ground. Seeing his former self broken into pieces fuels his desire to move forward. The light still dim in the distance, he runs towards it, closer and closer he finds himself. Nothing is going to break him, for he is no longer made of glass. Reaching the light, it consumes him, and the darkness in the distance holding the man he used to be, becomes faint, and eventually nonexistant.