The Soul

The walls have fallen, the barriers emplaced to prevent the ocean of emotions to cease have been washed away.

A storm has formed; in it is a ship,riding these cursed waves with the aid of the fearful winds to cut through this ocean like a bullet.

As it moves forward it creates whirpools of anxiety and awaken beasts of sealed away feelings to rise to the surface.

Beasts.. that create chaos..

In this ocean is a small island, An island made of hope and solitude.

On this island lives a soul, a soul who took refuge to escape reality, to become alone, to avoid communication as well allow this soul to remove the mask of fake smiles.

It awakens to see the ship as well as the beasts coming towards his island.

It is terrifed. For what it has been running from.... No hiding from, has came at last.

It lets out a cry of pain from hearing the beasts roars.

It fights back tears while franticly looking for the mask of smiles.

Only to fall on the white sand remebering that it is long gone.

The tears begin to roll down its face as the ship gets closer.

Time begins to slow as it watches the ship as well as the beastes crash onto the island shores.

Sending with them the ocean of emotions inwhich engolf the soul causing it to drown, the beastes dive under, greeting the soul with devlish smiles while whispering fears into its ears.

It fights the beasts as well as the tides to break towards the surface. Only to be greated by the ship with smokey mist falling from its sails causing the soul to become blind.

After fighting and running for so long. The soul is once again on the ship of despire. Greated with shadows of doubts, pain, and heart break.

It... is inprisoned once again...