Spectrum

You wake up alone in a dark place.

Bruises scatter your skin, coloring them black and blue.

With tired eyes, you look around yourself and see nothing more.

The grass underneath you tickles your bare legs, and you shift slightly.

Heaving a sigh, you have no memory of where you are.

What day it is.

What lies inside your pocket.

Who you are.

 

Struggling, you manage to get up.

The skies are tinged grey with possibility of rain.

As you start walking, the grass is crushed beneath your footsteps.

You can only hope for some comfort.

 

But that, in reality, should be the least of your worries.

Comfort is far from what is expected when something hunts you down.

Slowly creeping with each step you take,

It blends within your surroundings.

 

Tired and hopeless, you resort to giving up.

As the thought flashes through your head, a rainbow shines.

 

And soft wings surround you, keeping you safe from harm.

 

You are the Heroine,

and They are the Angels.

 

All you need to do is stay away from the Darkness.