Monologue (ish): titled "The Last Goodbye"

It was in the silence all around me. Or maybe, the smoke curling over my head. Either way, everything I say, do, you're all around me. And when I look away, you're still there. I close my eyes, you're still there.

And in the blinding darkness I hear the waves disintegrating violently, only to wake and find myself standing there with sand under my feet, stars over my head, the somber sky bellowing an obscure murky bleakness. The sound, the crash, the rocks, everything fell out of my mind as I hit the ground.

You can't be gone. This can't be real. 

I screamed, over and over, breathlessly "Please! take it away, take it away, take it... away.." and all I heard were my own screams drowning out every thought in my head.

And now you're here, somewhere out there in the waves, and if I try, I could reach you, but it seems that I am trapped here forever, watching, waiting, dying.

As I lay back down on the sand, the light of a million stars filled my eyes, and the sound of a million cries filled my ears. The motions of your footsteps being taken, dragged away from me. When the water rushed over me to take me away too, I was already gone. And all hope was abandoned. 


I had a dream last night that I was driving down a forgotten road. Rolling fields to one side of me, the endless ocean on the other. Broken fences glaring vacantly, tattered by the violent wind. No familiarity reminding me, no leafless dead trees haunting my view. No empty eyes staring back at me, and no expressionless face looking back. The wind was cold and calculating, like numbered days. Just the water, the green grass, the swaying trees and the setting sun. All calling, all leading me home.

As the dream dissolved slowly into a haze, I looked back and saw you one last time. Goodbye. I turned around and the open road shone before me, leading me nowhere. Leading me home.