Each morning as dawn breaks the rays of warmth and light shine through the window, I lay there listening to the birds as they welcome the dawn of new day. My eyes catching the first rays of the sun, watching as the sky turns from a deep purple to a warm soft glow of morning.
The sounds of life ringing through the air, I close my eyes and try to block out the impending day. I turn and pull the covers over my head and think of nothing but the darkness, and of the peace and tranquillity that only the darkness and solitude has to offer. I know that reality will be tugging at the covers, just waiting to snap me back to a world I am not relishing or wanting to join.
As the inevitable starts to dawn on me, the pain starts to waft through every fibre of my body, my head starts to spin and my heart feels like it’s being crushed. My mind wanders and cries out with an alarming shrill, one that sends that panic alarm to your body.
As I force my mind to slip back to the darkness reaching out for the pain to leave my body, laying there just grasping the comfort of the dark, wanting to be comforted by the total warmth it offers, whilst trying to blocking out all that has come to haunt me.
Like a person that has two lives, one pure and simple, the other dark and troubled, one fighting the other for the greater power. Or two superpowers crossing swords and pushing and pulling that takes place during an epic battle of good versus evil. My mind being used as battle field and my sanity as a pawn during the turbulent raging that swells within.
As the cracks appear within, my mind torn from one to another the choice of picking right from wrong and life or death, never knowing where that coin will fall and if it will be heads or tails when it comes to rest. Time will tell and life will crumble as two worlds rip themselves apart, and taking me to the brink of disaster and my mind to a depth of despair only ever seen in the realms of fantasy.