Essay About Silences Echoes And Cries Of Innocent Souls

Ryan Oh Ryan
Ryan, oh Ryan, yours eyes vast blue oceans of emptiness.
My heart sinks into its lowest chamber, for fear grips me tight.
I look around for some abandoned remains of friendliness.
I look in hope again, trying finding love, and compassion, but all that I could find was a constant fight.
Silences echoes in the cold and empty heart of this beast.
My body stiffens with the whistling chill that passes me by.
I see nothing but horrid beast celebrating a gruesome feast.
The cries of innocent souls hang overhead as the vultures fly.
I prepare myself for the voyage I am going to undertake.
I step cautiously over the brittle ice, for dangerous demons lurked below my feet.
I walked gallantly through this hellish ice field, to only find out that the beast Ryan was awake.
I ran across the face of this beast but my shoes were melted from the heat.
All I remember is running for my life, and then all of a sudden there was nothing in my site.
I woke up from this dream, and thankfully it was still night.
I get high high high high high high high high high.
The wind whistles smooth in my ear,
The water rolls smooth against my skin,
And the sand sinks in between my toes.
I rub my eyes with weary as the waves rumble in front of my eyes.