Just as his song ended,mine started their own vibrations of sorrow. I could not hear my own heartbeats. One of my greatest fears had come to life. I stood like a deaf man before slowly collapsing into the sinking sand. I reached out my hands to either God or the Devil while I fought for a song of light. At this moment,my desperation labelled both of them as my heroes. I was pulled into a swirl before hearing the last lyric in my heart. My desperation cried louder and louder,only to be silenced. I shut my eyes and made one last prayer,hoping to be forgiven for my sins while accepting failure as my fate. Nothing could serve me as a hero at this point.
I laid there, shaking as a victim of a seizure,as I also labeled myself a paraplegic. A tear ran away from my left eye,while a few were left inspired to do the same. My eyes were a cloud that precipitated heavy rain. In my mind, my shout for help was louder, but in actual reality,it was whispered as if it were a stealthy drop of wind that could only be witnessed by my ears. My cry for help became softly louder as my desperation had grown into that of an old cowardly man. The foam erupted from my mouth just this time, and it was bloody. The tune of sorrow became louder and louder in front of my eyes. All I could do was just witness its victories.
Her fingers interlocked with mine while she was wiping the messes Mother Nature had dumped onto my body.