Hollow Nights Under Starry Skies (2/2)

Hollow Nights Under Starry Skies (2/2)

Butane Games.

Sparks’ flame sets a fire to far purer days where we were quiet and naive, fulfilling all the requirements of the image they taught us to be

Time passes as we witness how we now behave, rebelling against the very systems that lead us to the pain we are now actively remedying

We clutch our fists and inhale anything that leads us to leaving this present space

These grand risks taken by minds ever idle are defiant acts created within the struggle that persists in the wake of a hypnosis leading us to our inevitable downfall We know enough to access our survival using each other to combat the tidal that leaves us gasping for the very air that has destroyed our souls all along

We are escaping the establishment in perfect places and hidden corners where we can be rendered invisible From basement make-out sessions to unified wild intoxication, we are on a grand mission to forget what we are all running from The truth is, it is the very same force that keeps us together Little do we know that this is what they wanted for us all along and our many footsteps into rebellion and escape keep us latched onto the pain they intend for us to feel

It is a losing game we willingly play, convinced we are winning the strategy they created Once again, we remain at the bottom, yearning for a different reality than the one we live in everyday

It is all a losing game

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Blue Serenity: Phase 0 Pure Life; Conditioned Into Darkness #5

written by Dan Roberts

Forbidden Beauty.

What is beauty is what they have forbidden It is what they admire within us and all they have ever aimed to destroy

We were outlined a path to colour in and had no choice but to betray our fingertips in order to portray what would be rewarded We became the evil we swore we would never be after following the instructions subjected to us We were at an early age taught the act of conformity that eventually erased our true beauty

But what is beauty is what is natural It was what we possessed all along but lost at the hands of those disrupting the joy of a life lived pure and true

What is beauty is the rough edges of a life lived natural, true, ugly and unclean All the things we were forbidden to be

What is beauty is all we lost early on and it meets us at our point of suffering that continues to exist actively

We are all broken reflections of beauty, stolen

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Blue Serenity: Phase 0 Pure Life; Conditioned Into Darkness #4

written by Dan Roberts

Hollow Nights.

There used to be bright lights before we all went to sleep We used to imagine a future but we were indeed so naïve This used to be our kingdom before the destruction came to be Our castle turned to ruin and now there is glass at our feet

I heard all the legends of those who came before me about a time beautifully alive where the people were proud to be There was sun and gorgeous flowers and smiles always showed through But then the fateful storm came one night and our light turned midnight blue

I cannot imagine a place that was not like this The streets are dark and very cold and it is all I know I keep moving my feet forward passed the rubble and debris This town is tainted from devastated memories and they continue to follow me down every street and alleyway, rendering me smaller and lonelier by the day There will never be a future if this continues to be my home I must escape before its depression takes its toll

I hope to one day find a light that guides me towards a paradise because I simply refuse to believe that this is all that is meant for me I was meant to adventure in beautiful fields and avenues This cannot be all I forever live and know; there must be a path for my lost soul

I will make a wish and send it out into the sky for peace to exist and I will not dare ask for reasons why All that I want is to see the life beyond the tide The gorgeous sights of a brighter life that is not here

Mark my words, I will acquaint it someday

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Blue Serenity: Phase 1 Hollow Nights Under Starry Skies #1

written by Dan Roberts

Prologue

Waking up to a world unveiled before him, he felt lost and hopeless. Losing sight of the memories that preceded him and those he shared space with, he looked around to the realities of circumstance, breathing in the horror of the surrounding world.

He was trapped in a dark world on his own. A world so potentially beautiful, but cursed with dark energy that lurked on every corner. The night persisted with streets cold and empty as he walked for miles in search for a reason to believe he had a purpose to live out in this space. But with every step and each waking thought, an endless stream of doubt and fatigue filled his mind until he was rendered incapable of any other feeling.

“Perhaps there was once love here,” he thought. If indeed true, something catastrophic had certainly taken place and ravaged a community that was once so free. The cages he lived within suffocated him beyond his control. Yet, he was filled with immense hope and held onto the dream that one day he could break out of the darkness and regain control of his path once and for all.

Hollow Nights Under Starry Skies

written by Dan Roberts

Pure Life; Conditioned Into Darkness (1/2)