A new chapter finally begins,
Hopefully you’re not carrying any sins
Into this new chapter,
Otherwise you will easily shatter,
Into a million pieces like a broken mirror,
Or this new chapter could start with a reign of terror,
Start this new chapter out right,
Let this new chapter bring you delight,
New chapters are meant to be exciting,
And even inviting,
The old chapter is gone and erased,
And a new chapter must be embraced.
A chapter finally comes to an end,
It’s either time to transcend,
Or be condemned at the end of it all.
It’s up to you decide if you want to stand tall,
Or fall to the ground.
Only you can decide if you want be found,
Or not around anymore.
There are too many hard choices to explore,
You cannot ignore them in any way,
Nor can you run away,
Today a decision must be made,
Hopefully you’re not afraid,
Of the end of a chapter.
Sometimes it’s hard to move on to the next chapter,
Especially if time is a determining factor,
In how long you remain with one chapter,
It must matter to you to see the chapter after,
Otherwise you’ll be stuck,
And maybe run out of luck.
There are some chapters that are fun to reread,
There are others that make us bleed,
There are even some that feed a tiny seed,
And stifle our growth,
And force us to loathe,
And even make us break a sacred oath close to our hearts,
Why must we endure a story with such dreadful parts?
There’s no story without pain and suffering
But there’s always a story about recovering,
And possibly discovering a new type of strength,
But why are there some stories that end with death?
Why are there some chapters that make us shatter?
Why is it so hard sometimes to move on to the next chapter?
The sun is slowly rising up in the sky,
A new day is finally about to start,
I’m sitting on a black boulder in a vast forest,
I look around
And admire the priceless scenery that surrounds me,
The sun is close to setting,
And it’s about to provide the blue sky with an array of colors.
A slight breeze is quietly touching me,
It means me no harm.
It’s only meant to provide me a sound mind,
I stare into the sparkling river in front of me,
The rapid flow of the river is pleasing to my ears.
My heart starts beating fast,
There’s something wrong here,
There’s something not quite right here.
This place feels all too familiar,
Yet so wrong in every way.
There’s something missing here,
Actually there’s someone missing here,
This place is deceiving me,
And I need the truth now.
Something strange starts to happen,
The river gets louder,
The breeze becomes the wind,
The branches on trees start to break and make noises,
But the sky remains the same,
The orange sun shines bright in the blue sky.
A twig breaks behind me,
And I see a woman in an all black cloak,
I can see her clearly,
She has a menacing look on her face,
And I see she has a knife in her right hand,
And shattered red sunglasses in her left hand,
When I see the sunglasses,
I instantly remember who was supposed to be with me here,
In this place.
I try to run away,
But she reaches me,
Before I can even make an attempt to escape,
And she stabs me in the stomach.
She pulls the knife out quickly,
And blood starts pouring on the ground,
I stagger backwards,
I’m struggling to breathe,
And I’m trying to comprehend this unfortunate event,
All of a sudden,
The strangest thing starts to happen,
The orange fades away,
The blue sky is covered with gray clouds,
My beautiful scenery is slowly fading away,
I’m staggering backwards,
And I fall into the river,
But then I find myself in some sort of white tub,
Everything turns white.
Until everything turns black.
I find myself in a white bath tub,
The water is running,
And the tub is only half full with water,
The water is clear,
There’s steam all around,
And I can barely see anything,
But I can tell that I’m in a bathroom,
How did I get here?
Why am I here in the first place?
I try to get out of the bath tub,
But I’m struggling to get out for some reason,
I’m actually in a little bit of pain,
I look down,
And I’m shocked to see the water is no longer clear,
It’s becoming a little red,
I’m horrified that it’s due to the blood from my own body,
My heart starts beating faster,
How did this wound suddenly appear?
How did I get stabbed in the stomach?
The water is still running,
I have to stop it from overflowing the tub.
But before I can do anything,
I hear a door slowly open,
I turn to my right,
And I see only darkness through the doorway,
No light whatsoever.
A shadow figure enters the bathroom,
It looks like it’s a woman,
But I can’t tell right away.
The pain starts to intensify,
But it feels strangely familiar.
Water and my blood overflows the bathtub,
And pour right on the floor,
It’s getting harder to breathe,
It’s getting harder to stay alive,
Death is near and very close to me.
The dark figure comes behind me,
And submerges me deep into the tub,
Water fills my lungs,
And takes over my body,
I’m drowning with no way to escape,
She has me pinned down,
I will be dead soon,
Everything turns black.
I’m losing a lot of blood,
I’m laying in a pool of my own blood,
I can’t see anything around me,
My vision is blurred,
Death is knocking on my door,
And there’s nothing I can do about it.
I’m trying to find the strength to move,
I’m trying to crawl somewhere to safety,
Because something tells me that I’m not safe.
Danger is around the corner,
Just waiting to pounce and take my life away.
I’m fearing for my life,
But I don’t remember how I got here?
Did I do something to deserve this cruel fate?
Or was I just in the wrong place at the wrong time?
I’m in desperate need for answers,
But I need to survive and escape this current unfortunate situation.
How did I get to this point?
How can I not remember?
I’m looking down at my body,
And I discover that I was stabbed three times.
Two stabs on my side,
And one stab in my stomach.
There’s no way I can move right now,
Even if I wanted to,
I would lose too much blood,
I’ve already lost too much blood anyways,
My fate has already been sealed,
All I can do is accept death with open arms.
I hear a door suddenly open behind me,
It sounds like someone in heels are walking towards me,
And I instantly remember everything.
My heart starts beating faster and faster,
And my vision is now slowing starting to fade away completely.
A dark figure stands above me,
With a bloody knife in her right hand
Although my vision is fading away,
I know who it is that’s trying to end my life,
She’s truly dark and evil,
She slowly gets on top of me,
Reaches for something in her left pocket,
I already know what she’s bringing out,
They’re the red, shattered sunglasses.
She places the red, shattered sunglasses on my face
And gets ready to plunge her knife into my chest.
Everything turns black.
I wish I could see myself again,
I barely recognize who I am now,
I’m lost and afraid,
I’m not myself anymore.
It’s been so long since I’ve seen myself,
Where did I go?
What am I even trying to do now?
I’m trying to survive,
I’m trying to get through the days,
I’m trying to avoid new possibilities,
I’m trying to forget about enjoying life,
I hate who I’ve become,
I used to be more vibrant,
I used to be more positive,
I used to be happy,
I’m missing who I once was,
I’m missing me.
Today is just hard for me,
I hope I’m doing alright,
I hope this is just a rare day,
That is just all too familiar for me.
I hope I’m doing everything right,
I wish I could know for sure,
I hate having doubt,
I hate that I can’t believe in myself.
Will I always hate myself?
Why can’t I love myself?
Why is it a struggle to stay positive?
I guess if it was easy,
Everyone could do it.
I’m trying to do my best,
I’m trying not to worry so much,
But I can’t help it.
Worry creeps in my mind,
Doubt keeps me up at night,
Fear sleeps with me every night.
I thought I was doing better,
I thought I was over days like this one,
Today is not a good day for me,
Today I’m feeling like the old me,
Today I’m realizing a hard truth,
Today I’m having a hard day.
I can’t keep writing on the same pages,
I’m running out of space,
And I can’t write as big as I used to.
I need to move on,
I need to let go of these pages,
And write in something new.
A new notebook would get the job done,
More pages means more freedom,
But I can’t let go of these pages,
I’ve put in years for these pages,
There’s so much content in these pages,
I can’t help but smile
Every time I go back to these old pages.
How could I just start over?
How could I just write in an empty notebook?
Am I really ready for a new beginning?
Or can I still hold on to these old pages just a little longer?
Unfortunately, I don’t have a choice.
Change is inevitable,
Change will always come,
It can either be welcomed or come unannounced
Do I delay the inevitable,
Or should I welcome new pages?
I’m missing you a lot today,
I’m remembering the last time I saw you,
And it wasn’t the best experience,
You were unrecognizable,
You were breaking my heart,
You were a broken, confused version of yourself,
But it wasn’t your fault,
It was a cruel disease that murdered your sweet mind.
It was such a shame.
You had such a beautiful mind and heart,
And you were always willing to share it with me.
You shared love, wisdom and strength to me.
It was hard watching you disappear.
It’s hard not to think about you at your lowest,
But I’m trying my best to remember you at your best.
I’m trying to forget about the bad times,
I’m trying to remember the good times.
The Warfield Zone 