The NothingnessI can physically feel the nothing settle in my skin and seep through my pores into my bloodstream and rush into my veins as it sweeps through my entire body. I clench my teeth preparing for my bones to slowly soak it to the marrow. As it takes course in my blood, it washes over my brain controlling my thoughts. My soul is stationary as is my body but it still feels, still edging me to move and feel something within myself. Pushing me to feel something other than apathy.
80 keysCircles blur my vision and heat radiates from my fingers as I push the buttons that make me feel at home. I look up slightly at the decorated paper displayed perfectly at eye level but I already know what it says.Not words. Barely even letters.A through G is what I read. 80 keys are what I need. Inhale through my nose, steady. Music is what I breathe.
eyes of fireI could feel his eyes boring a hole into my back through the darkness as I left the room. I could feel the hate he felt for me radiate from his angry stone-cold heart. I could feel his thoughts of killing me project itself into my own once secure mind.
NeilHe lived in a world where he was silenced, when what he wanted most was to be loud.The day he felt nothing, he left without a sound.