Saturday, July 16, 2011

In this room

I swallow this sadness
As it lives in today
Envelopes me slowly
In layers
Washing slowly over me

There is nothing I can do
The heaviness hangs
Like thick curtains of shadows
That hung over the windows
Those blue windows
Where the paint peeled
Leaving little pieces on the floor
Those same windows
That where so dirty
I couldn't see tomorrow through them
Yet
I could hear the children playing
Why couldn't I
Why
Couldn't I play with them?
The room was dark
Black
There where no shadows
Yet they scratched on the walls
In the corners
On the ceilings
Mice?
Rats?
I don't think so
There eyes were red like rubies
But I couldn't see them
Hear them
Yes
I imagined their eyes
They kept me company
I sit
Here in the park
Coloured green
Its so green
Vivid
I cannot see colours
Im blind
Blinded to the world
Hung heavy in sadness
Like the curtains
Shadowed
In this room

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