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What Dreams May Come.

Submitted by FALLEN at 2011-01-05 14:35:25 EST
Rating: 1.25 on 33 ratings (33 reviews) (Review this item) (V)

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It’s dark again,
Not pitch black but dark enough. It’s been dark for a while now, so much so I forget what the light looks like sometimes. I never forget the feel though, the warmth, the joy when it shines on me.
As I wake, my eyes adjust to the dim glow that illuminates my surroundings. The floors and wall and I assume the ceilings are drab grey stone, roughly cut but sturdy. Everything looks wet and dank and I can hear dripping water from somewhere. I attempt to move and find the chains that bind my arms and legs to the wall are still very much in place. They are dark, iron I assume, and heavy looking almost absurdly so. The cuffs hold my wrists and ankles tightly and press into my flesh as I move. It is useless; my range of motion is only a few inches and I have tried to break my bonds countless times only to fail. To what end an escape would lead I do not know.
My life now is imprisonment my only variables are two things.

One is the small portal that glows softly, providing little light but sometimes much, much more. What magic works this window is beyond my understanding as is any control of it. Without warning the dim glow will become as the sun, flooding my prison, filling my mind with information beyond this hole, filling my soul with joy and hope. There is no rhyme or pattern to these moments, they come suddenly and go without warning most times. My whole existence is now staring there, waiting, and praying for even the fleetest moments to bathe in the light.
There is also the door. I can not see it from where I am chained but when it opens Hell is unleashed. In the times between the light, he comes. A dark figure, whose face is obscured by cloak and shadow, creeps into my cell and sends my mind to the edge of madness. For months this torture is thrust upon me.

As if on cue he enters and continues my torment. Lies and fantastic scenarios are whispered to me of the world that I am denied. I know how things are beyond this cage, how promises sworn and words spoken are true but his lies are so complete, so seductive. I know his words to be untrue but they wear at my mind, I try to dismiss the nonsense but it tears at my very being. I look to that blessed window begging for it to shine the light of truth and sanity back into me, it does not.

Taking no more of this I seize the opportunity that presents itself, in his zeal of torment, he has moved too close to my face. I gaze into his cloak though my hair is in my eyes and my vision blurred. Suddenly I wrench my head back and snap it forward; slamming my skull to his with such a force he is knocked to the ground. Unsteadily he rises, his hood is removed and in the dim light I see my nemesis for the first time, I reel back in disbelief.
With horror, I look back into my own face.

“So now you understand? It was easier to think me some unknown monster wasn’t it?”
I look away, ashamed as the realization that this nightmare is all of my own creation.
He, I, grabs my face so that I can not hide from the truth.
“All this is you, the cell, the chains, and the torture, all of it. You failed, you were a coward, and now you are here.”
I drop my head and start to weep as “I” release the grip on my face. The truth burns me unlike any flame could.
“You have the shackles of regret to keep you company”

My tormentor turns and vanishes back to the clouds of my soul, leaving me alone.
Alone with my chains and a softly glowing window.

The sound of the beer bottle dropping awakens me. Unsure of where I am, I rub the sleep from my eyes and scan the room. An empty Coke can and pizza box sit on the chair near my head. I get up from the floor near my end table, replacing the bottle on to its perch. I close my laptop and grab my jacket as I head out the door.



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Submitted by august_sobriquet at 2011-01-14 11:38:19 EST (#)
Rating: 2

Thanks for writing! I'm enjoying it.





Submitted by HurtByTheSun at 2011-01-09 13:38:45 EST (#)
Rating: -2

Your title screams ATTN GHEY MENZ.

Which is why I'm here.

*weep*

Submitted by asmasta808 at 2011-01-07 14:45:55 EST (#)
Rating: -1

just for having gay title resembling a robin williams movie which isn't funny or creepy.

Submitted by Dervel at 2011-01-07 09:35:18 EST (#)
Rating: 2

You fell asleep whilst whacking off to S&M porn?

My reading comprehension is impeccable.

Submitted by Psygns_of_the_Tymes at 2011-01-07 05:19:59 EST (#)
Rating: 2

Submitted by ridiculous (user info) at 2011-01-06 15:59:03 GMT (#)
Ranking: 2

And just when I thought Hartman had finally had enough of this place, how the hell are ya Sarge?

P.S. @ Berg, Bubba, Fallen, YourNameHere & Sico (Just for the hell of it.)

Fighting with people on the internet is like participating in the special Olympics. Even if you win you're still a retard. Bunch of Cock slurpin' corncob cornholin crisco sweating uberasthehomepage havin' retards... Kisses!

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Yeah, but they're the best returd in class!

Submitted by FilthyMonkey at 2011-01-06 18:12:05 EST (#)
Rating: 2

Nice work.

Submitted by SilvrWolf at 2011-01-06 17:17:16 EST (#)
Rating: 2

I liked.

Submitted by F.J.Bell at 2011-01-06 11:04:50 EST (#)
Rating: 2

I like the thought of people writing.

Submitted by ridiculous at 2011-01-06 10:59:03 EST (#)
Rating: 2

And just when I thought Hartman had finally had enough of this place, how the hell are ya Sarge?

P.S. @ Berg, Bubba, Fallen, YourNameHere & Sico (Just for the hell of it.)

Fighting with people on the internet is like participating in the special Olympics. Even if you win you're still a retard. Bunch of Cock slurpin' corncob cornholin crisco sweating uberasthehomepage havin' retards... Kisses!

Submitted by FALLEN at 2011-01-06 08:43:08 EST (#)
Rating: 0

i sorta invisioned him on the ground not suspended like in Stir Crazy.
i had to keep the dungeon scene from Aladdin out of my head as i wrote it.

Submitted by Poots at 2011-01-06 08:36:27 EST (#)
Rating: 2

monty python was not in Stir Crazy.

Submitted by FALLEN at 2011-01-06 08:34:12 EST (#)
Rating: 0

ZOMG!
Hartman sighting

Submitted by SgtHartman at 2011-01-06 08:32:52 EST (#)
Rating: 2

dun dun dunnnnnnnn...

Submitted by Poots at 2011-01-06 08:18:42 EST (#)
Rating: 2

This whole piece was sort of sandmanish.

Submitted by Poots at 2011-01-06 08:09:04 EST (#)
Rating: 2

They are dark, iron I assume, and heavy looking almost absurdly so.


made me think of monty python and gene wilder in, I think, Stir Crazy.

Submitted by Poots at 2011-01-06 08:03:40 EST (#)
Rating: 2

Not pitch black but dark enough. It’s been dark for a while now, so much so I forget what the light looks like sometimes. I never forget the feel though, the warmth, the joy when it shines on me.


I have similar feelings for the melting pot.

Submitted by Poots at 2011-01-06 08:01:58 EST (#)
Rating: 2

You can't resist her.
She's in your bones.
She is your marrow
And your ride home.

You can't avoid her.
She's in the air... in the air
In between molecules of
Oxygen and Carbon Dioxide.

[chorus]
Only in dreams
We see what it means.
Reach out our hands.
Hold onto hers.
But when we wake
It's all been erased.
And so it seems
Only in dreams.


You walk up to her.
Ask her to dance.
She says, "Hey, baby, I just might take the chance."
You say, "It's a good thing
That you float in the air... in the air.
That way there's no way I will crush your pretty toenails into a thousand pieces."

[chorus]

Only in dreams. (x6)



I haven't read it yet but +2 for making me sing weezer this morning.

There is a badass montage for cowboy bebop set to that tune.


http://www.badassoftheweek.com/list.html not too shabby list. Some are laughable though.

Submitted by cheerios at 2011-01-06 01:01:50 EST (#)
Rating: 0

thanks to willartstorg, or bubba as he's also known, i now understand what creepy is. its when people come out of nowhere and follow you around, and in general just won't go away. this occurs most commonly on the internet, but can also occur over the phone, like someone who just won't stop calling. in person, this can be that person who stares at you from a distance, but up close they suddenly get shy and avoid eye contact. this is creepy.

on the internet, creepy seems to result from a person starved of the social acceptance they crave. therefore they ignore the rejection they receive, and proceed to comment/follow people around as if people care about what they say. thank you willartstorg, for helping me to understand why girls in real life find me creepy.

Submitted by RoadSong at 2011-01-05 19:57:20 EST (#)
Rating: 2

Have you heard of prophetic dreamssss..............?

Submitted by SkullBiter at 2011-01-05 18:47:03 EST (#)
Rating: 2

Fuck PETA.

Submitted by willartstorg at 2011-01-05 17:32:44 EST (#)
Rating: -2

Submitted by Wildman (user info) at 2011-01-05 17:26:35 EST (#)
Ranking: 1


You are so fucking creepy it's absolutely unbelievable sometimes.


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Oh come on now. asslick! Is that really your best??

Well, I suppose so. No one ever accused you of being smart; cool. So solly, Cholly.

Submitted by Wildman at 2011-01-05 17:26:35 EST (#)
Rating: 1


You are so fucking creepy it's absolutely unbelievable sometimes.




Submitted by willartstorg at 2011-01-05 17:21:49 EST (#)
Rating: 2

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Submitted by rob_berg (user info) at 2011-01-05 16:43:51 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

Submitted by YourNameThere (user info) at 2011-01-05 16:39:27 EST (#)
Ranking: 0

BUBBA > BERG
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More importantly--- BUBBA > YOURNAMEHERE!!!

Submitted by willartstorg at 2011-01-05 17:01:03 EST (#)
Rating: -2

Pardon me, Mr. Fallen, but I have had no alcohol for almost six months. You, along with others, tend to attribute my foolishness to inbibing mind-altering substances. In the vernacular---" Taint so, McGee!!"


You have never stopped to think that, just possibly, someone may think you an asshole, and not be stoned/drunk to do it.



I'm 100% sober, drug-free, and smarter than you could hope to be.


Fuck off, little man. And die.

PS:

Rob Berg--- STFU.

Submitted by rob_berg at 2011-01-05 16:43:51 EST (#)
Rating: 2

Submitted by YourNameThere (user info) at 2011-01-05 16:39:27 EST (#)
Ranking: 0

BUBBA > BERG

Submitted by YourNameHere at 2011-01-05 16:39:27 EST (#)
Rating: 0

BUBBA > BERG

Submitted by FALLEN at 2011-01-05 16:37:58 EST (#)
Rating: 0

ahhh i see, someones been drinking again, haven't we?

and it's before 5pm and everything, alone no doubt in a tattered bath robe, no boxers. There's an image for ya. Don't sweat it though you can quit when ever you like, cant ya?

hows that go again?
"lord grant me the serenity to...." ummm
no..no dont tell me I'll get it.

Submitted by willartstorg at 2011-01-05 16:30:46 EST (#)
Rating: 2

ATTN: Rob Berg---

FYITN*

KMSWA**































* Fuck you in the neck.































** Kiss my skinny white ass.




:D

:>)

Submitted by willartstorg at 2011-01-05 16:27:38 EST (#)
Rating: 0

Submitted by FALLEN (user info) at 2011-01-05 16:22:02 EST (#)
Ranking: 0

well i was hoping for a NAMBLA membership but after you joined they closed off all new aplicants.

oh I know..I know bubba=peado thats sooooooo last year.
but what can I say? I like the old standard.
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No prob, sweetcheeks. You doan need no stinkin membership. Just call me, doan be afraid to just call me, call me an I be aroun'. . . . ..

:D


(PSSSTTTT!)

Ya misspelled paedo, you dumb fuck. You are even dumber than Berg, and that's really hard to be.

Submitted by rob_berg at 2011-01-05 16:22:42 EST (#)
Rating: 2


OH oh...

Looks like someone hurt bubba's feelings and now must face his mighty intertubes wrath.

Submitted by FALLEN at 2011-01-05 16:22:02 EST (#)
Rating: 0

well i was hoping for a NAMBLA membership but after you joined they closed off all new aplicants.

oh I know..I know bubba=peado thats sooooooo last year.
but what can I say? I like the old standard.

Submitted by willartstorg at 2011-01-05 16:12:19 EST (#)
Rating: -2

Wow. All my shit are belong to youse.

This trivial tripe has been done Billions of times by much better authors. Do you expect to receive a rash of +2s for this drivel? Perhaps a literary award? A Nobel prize?

Don't hold your breath, dipshit, it ain't happenin'.

Seriously, did you even read this garbage before you hit submit? I say no, you didn't. If you had, you would have stepped into the bathroom and slit your throat, thus automatically leaving your computer and all your worldy possessions to your retarded, ugly nephew. He would have puked his guts out in response, but you are dead and don't give a rat's ass.

Nor do we.

Submitted by Fucking foul at 2011-01-05 14:49:23 EST (#)
Rating: 2

tHANK yOU


Come here, you little raven!

-- Homer Simpson
Treehouse of Horror