Hollow Nights.

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

Trapped.

Welcome to the land of opportunity It sure is a sad tale to tell; the endless stories of how we all fell Let down by the forces who reined in superiority, we perished beneath the flames, locked away for simply breathing as the beings we were always meant to be

We are locked down for ages with all our pretty faces barricaded in dimmed corridors of expectations, harming our non-existent foundations We are left defenseless under this chaotic order where nobody asked to stand upon the precipice of the only life we have ever known to be true

We are trapped in a globe that once shined with youth but has grown old and corrupted too Is there anywhere else that we can be? Siblings sold their souls and destroyed their inner truth If it has not yet, it will happen to you soon

Pure bright energy locked in a black hole for eternity

We are all trapped for what feels like forever

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Blue Serenity: Phase 0 Pure Life; Conditioned Into Darkness #1

written by Dan Roberts

Hollow Nights Under Starry Skies (2/2)

Pure Life, Interrupted.

Idle minds dreaming of highs found in times of past, longing for sunshine underneath future’s bright breath Effervescent wishes not yet born into light with insistent desperation calling into the night Broken children craving lands they have not seen, residing in the sewers of lost hopeful dreams Incessant demands of what life should mean, as functionality becomes frozen from harmful misdeeds of those who claim ownership of their souls

They sit still in waiting for a timely escape from the hell they know too well haunting them every day

They sit still, patiently hoping to one day be met with the visual of what life looks like outside the blackened windows that keep them where they are

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Blue Serenity: Phase 0 Pure Life; Conditioned Into Darkness #2

written by Dan Roberts

Blue Serenity is a story-based project created by Dan Roberts to be published through online platforms. It was written from the ages of 17-21 years old originally in the form of music and lyrics that have now been repurposed into a poetry format. Through six different parts (dubbed phases), you will be taken on a journey through different life chapters and extremes that lead into the perspective the writer currently harbours.

These confessional and fantasy-based stories represent different emotional extremes the author has experienced as they navigate the themes of teenage development, young adulthood, depression, loneliness, substance use and misuse, romantic relationships, emotional and sexual abuse, death, healing and self-improvement.

“Darkness looms about everywhere but so does beauty.”

Detention.

My friends are in the corridor while I am trapped inside a room with the elders who think they possess the power to groom each and every thought that stimulates my cloudy brain They all look down upon me as though I am the one to blame You would not know that I have been trying my very best for this environment we are trapped within is one I completely detest How could we possibly succeed playing their holy games when every single one of their sins burns like the hottest flame?

Lately, I have not been able to ever get my own way in the midst of the terror that has turned my world grey I expressed all the contents that have lead me into hysterics hoping my honesty would help but instead, they chose to barrack

There is something deeply wrong with you, they said We must convert you so you do not wind up dead They punished me for simply breathing, forcing dreadful pills down my throat We have saved his dark soul, they proudly gloat

I was excused from the room where I proceeded to get high, hoping to numb myself, forgetting their kindly-veiled lies They could never care about me even if they dare tried because even the best of intentions tend to be swallowed by the ego of those who feel they have done things right They named themselves the saviours of my tumultuous fight But the war I reside within will never be their victory to claim for every time I tried to scream aloud, they peered the other way

The next day, I returned to the same old detention room It is the space that carries all my impending dooms Things were back to normal as though nothing was ever amiss That is how I know they do not care if I cease to exist I leave my body, searching for life outside these dirty walls, wondering how far I could go if I could indeed have it all I sit very quietly, impatient for the clock to strike noon, praying all this destruction will be over soon

but my cycle of punishment always continues

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Blue Serenity: Phase 0 Pure Life; Conditioned Into Darkness #7

written by Dan Roberts