what awaits meI am standing at the beginning of a bridge.It is old. Crumbly and neglected.Below this bridge there is a river.But it is not an ordinary river. There is no water.It is a liquid that looks like blood. Red and thick.But it seems like there are people in the water. Screaming, shouting, crying.Reaching out for me. Touching my soul. Freezing me with their coldness. Terrifying me.I step back from the railing.Where am I?I turn around nothing but darkness.How did get I here?There is no way, nothing but darkness.I feel cold. Something is gripping at me.Pulling me away from the darkness.I turn around. Nothing is there. Nothing is holding onto me. Nothing.I stand there. Left alone.Where is everyone?"Why are you here?", a melodic voice asks me. I lift my head and look at the end of the bridge.There are graves. Old graves. Crumbled. Neglected.There are new graves. Flowers. White and Red.Candles. Glowing in the dark.There is this creature. Looking like a human. Hands. Face. Body
say yes mean noWe all long for a peaceful time.We all long for fun.We all long for acceptance and sympathy.We all long for silence and noise.We are disputed.Never exactly knowing what we want.Only realizing it when it is gone and too late.We want to feel warm.Safe and around the people we like.We want to hang out with friends.We want to be away from our friends.We want to stay with our family.We want to leave our family.We say we don´t miss them.But we miss them.We say we can live without them.But a part of us will be gone with them.Say yes mean no.Say no mean yes.Can we be honest with ourselves?Or are we lying to us ?Is the image we see in the mirror really us?Or is it just an illusion?