Iamchamber

  One man is crawling across this disastrous scene. he is in a large amount of pain. He can barely breath, his strength is fading fast, and he can no longer feel himself. He is numb from the pain. He is in the midst of what once was a beautiful scene. but now there is nothing left but rubble. The blast was huge and left Chamber in a daze. He had begun to build his own empire, a sanctuary, a haven for himself and for his future. But in  costly mistake he betrayed everything he ever loved and cared about. Now he slowly crosses the rubble leaving pieces of his soul behind. Was Chamber such a horrible person that he should suffer so. Yes, he real

     This place is a nightmare. It is dark, cold, and very bleak. The landscape is a broken sea of terror. Here the silence has been broken by a high pitched roar. It is coming from within one man. He is screaming in agony and sorrow. He almost had it all. Everything he could have possibly wanted out of life was his for the taking and he let it all slip through his fingers. He has fallen so far down that the impact on his soul will never heal. He will carry these scars for the rest of his life.  But it is his creation. Recent events are all the result of his own actions. As always, he has become his own worst enemy. He stands in his own mind.

   Chamber sits in meditation, silent and unmoving. He is surrounded by his psychic energy as he reaches ever deeper into his mind. This energy has attracted many moths. They are drawn to the strong energies as if it were aflame. But deep within his mind, Chamber has made it to the deepest parts of his mind. He is on a quest of sorts. A mission of mercy as it were. He opens his eyes as he arrives to survey the scene. It is a strange place to behold here. The sky is a very dark grey with tints of red. Lightning can be seen in the distance. The trees grow in strange patterns unlike anything he has ever seen before. The same trees now stare at h

  The wind blows viciously slamming the belfry doors behind him. The rain pounds hard with all its might peppering his skin. The lighting burns through the sky burning the air around him. Chamber sits on the roof brooding, lost in thought. There are some people like Chamber who just don't know how to come out of the rain. The rain hides the tears that run down his face. The thunder hides the sound of his heart tearing in two. The dark night gives him a place to hide for a while. This is his retreat. Away from the burning eyes that are watching him. The rain seems to bring him some level of comfort during these painful days. He is hiding from

  The wolves have stopped howling. The bare trees bend themselves out of the way. The owls watch him from a far. The night just got darker for a new predator has entered this haunted place. He comes charging though the night, welcoming any danger that dares to come his way. But none dare to challenge him. Chamber has fallen from high graces. He has disgraced himself before all he loves. They turn their backs to him. No one dares to help him. It's not like he expected anyone to anyway. He had hoped that he could regain his honor. But his disgrace has cast shame upon him. He hangs his head in remorse. How can one regain their honor when one has

  I am a soldier. Everyday I March forward trying not to look back at my mistakes. But sometimes we all fail. I know how hard it is to carry those burdens.   But,   If you are sad, you can lean on my shoulders   If your heartbroken, I will share your pain   If you troubled,  let me reassure you   If you are tired, rest on me   If you sick to death, let me heal you   If you troubled, let me help   If you are lost, let me find you   If you are blind, let me see for you   If you are lonely, let me sit by your side   If you are hungry, I will feed you   If you are in the darkness, let shine some light for you   If need someone to

  He sits in silent meditation. He hasn't moved at all in hours. He is currently remembering at the good times he has had in his life. He has had many adventures throughout his years. More importantly to him, he remembers all the bonds he has built over the years. It is those bonds that have made him what he is today. Sometimes those bonds have been severely tested, but in the end he has made those bonds stay true. While it is certain that some bonds were shaky, some even broken, he only holds the good close to his heart. He tries to let go of anything negative, such as pain, heart break, even the loss of loved ones, but those things still st

  It's another restless night for the old knuckle head. Sleep just won't come for him. Instead he tries to wear himself out. He has got the volume cranked up as loud as it will go. The music is hard and heavy. He is jamming out the best he can. It's moments like these that Chamber needs. It's a release just to thrash around to his favorite music. It's not that he is trying to forget recent events. No, he is trying to get all these emotions out of his system. He could never forget, nor would he want to forget. He is weighed down by his feelings. Feelings of loss, regret, and failure. But at the same time he is having  a feeling that makes him

  He can hear the crickets chirping all around him. He feels the cool air blowing across his skin. He smells the dew that's fresh on the grass. Chamber has been reflecting on recent events. So much pain surrounds him. That pain bothers him, but he has his own issues with pain at the moment. Right now he is struggling to keep his sanity, to keep from slipping into depression,  to keep his pain from eating him alive. She was his one and only. She was his reason for living. She was the anthem to his soul. She was the music that sang in his ears. She was the intoxicating smell that thrilled his nose. But now, it is quiet. Chamber has come to a cl

   The ol knuckle head is at again. He is mind walking through memories. Memories that ate bringing forth a world emotions. Emotions that he has forgotten. Not that he has forgotten the memory itself, but how those emotions really feel. Normally this tends to get him into trouble. But this time it's different. This time he is walking through all the good memories he has. Memories of past loves. Memories of great times. He can remember every detail, every smell, every sound, and every feel. He has indeed had a wonderful adventure so far. But Chamber knows that bad memories are just as many as the good. But those bad times were worth it. He tak