A single note is heard throughout the whole meadow. So poised and refined, yet long and lasting, wanting to take on the real effects it single-handedly creates. Carrying on, desiring to release its ever lasting poison to the world.
I strain to hear it, seeing as it's unrealistically high-pitched. The edge it gives off puts any living being to shame. My thoughts drift to the times where playing the harp or flute were counted as normal, when my own instrument was between my two hands, crafted after years of hard work and determination.
Push away, get away. Don't allow it to get inside your head. Clear all thoughts, run away. Deadly poison. Deadly poison. Deadly poison. All of them, each and every one. Run away, forget, be save.
Teardrops glisten in the corners of my eyes. The sound is already poisoning me, it lures me. Addicted. Give it to me, let me hear more. I'm desperate, I'm paralyzed. I'm aching for it yet, I want it destroyed.
It's an Aaliyah, a beautiful form of divinity, created to last throughout helpless periods on to an ongoing journey, never to be stopped. A rhythm made to prolong agony, made to make you feel the vibrations it gives off until you surrender. A horrendous, deadly beast giving off shades of marvelous and lustrous rays. A weapon so captivating it brings you to your knees, makes you succumb to its power.
There were many placed strategically by the government, but they were thought to have disappeared with time. They were curiously shaped like the mythological creatures, the Nereids, innocent bystanders helping stranded sailors, half fish, half woman. Yet they had the voice of what one would say was an angel, Aaliyahs had the voice of Sirens, half bird, half woman. Greek legends who lured sailors to their death. The appearance of innocence, the harmonies of death, those were the Aaliyahs.
Think of something you desperately hate but at the same time love and need. That's what an Aaliyah brings out in me, that's what they bring out in anyone. The noise they make, it could be called a dashing hope of dreaming but it is known to destroy the very dream it creates. And to makes matters worse, there is one for everyone, a partner to accompany you for the rest of your days, created to match you, all while torturing and destroying you.
I want to run for cover, I want to hide from the deflected daemon sending wave after wave of power through me. Spring loses all its beauty as I scramble through the undergrowth, away from its breathing down my neck. The very nature of its confinement creates havoc in position.
To get away is the only power surging through my veins and I'm afraid if I stop, death will be upon me. But my lungs can not outrun this ongoing force, and my heart cannot pump blood fast enough to beat its score.
As I stumble to a stop, it's relinquishing, something I never even imagined would happen. I'm ready to fight, I'm ready to defeat whatever's invading me. The squeal it gives off makes me swell up with something I never imagined before; with pride, arrogance, spirit and dignity.
I'm ready to brush off its hold and push back whatever control it has over me, for I am strong and ready to fight back, but it overpowers me and I topple down, smashing my head into a puddle, making me come up coughing for air, and letting my gaze linger on my reflection on the water, producing a series of headache attacks and nausea. The Aaliyah is upon me, the Aaliyah is here. I reel back in shock and stumble backwards, half crawling, scrambling to get away from the presence from which I was merely inches away to touching with my nose.
I am in great distress, having to witness the fall of mankind, the weakness of all, the destruction of every being. This shadow is the end to everything I have ever known before, it is what controls and kills its owner and follower. Desolation and dejection cruises through my veins like a stream through a canyon. For before me, for before my very eyes, is the image of myself.
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Sorry there was nothing for October, I've had family issues and exams taking up all my time. Anyway, read, enjoy, comment (for all those silent readers, please) and share. Luv you.
