the perfection within you

The room is dark.
There is a single chair.
One single chair with one window.
The yellow haze fades in.
Depicting a figure, bent, head down.
The chair is hard, cold.
Just as the wood floor, just as the bare feet touching it.
The taste of silence hovers over still air.
The smell of defeat, bearing all throughout the room.
It's an empty room.
It's just an empty soul.

A heart continuously..Thump..Thump...silence.
What was that sound?
The eyes open, what is left to see?
A small crack in the window.
A few seconds later...another splinter.
A tear rolls down the cheek.
"Why must everything fall apart around me?"
Shifting movement.
Hugging bare knees.

The crack is now a gap.
A speckle of white hits the floor.
-A day in the sun with smiles planted on the faces.

"Stop playing these games"
"Where are they now?"
Another tear.

Time passes.
Knees sore. Heart aching.

Awake.
Space..where has it gone.
Curl up tighter..
invasion.

Speckles of light splotch the bare floor.
Window resembles more of a web then before.
The warm light illuminates the ghastly green of the eye.
Blink. Tears.
Feet on floor.
Cool.
-The cool breeze flowing through my hair.. caressing my neck, laughter follows.
Listening...only silence.
Not as heavy as before.
"stop dreaming, why can't I just forget"

Blink.Window splitting.
Eyes heavy, but lifting.
-Staying up late..waking at 5..only to meet laughter.
"I miss that"
hands rubbing.
"Rub away these cruel thoughts"
Rub away.

Hands drop, air floating by.
Light destroying everything.
heart pounding.
Standing. Chair pushed back.
Window shattered.
Glass glittering on the warm floor boards.

Corners of the mouth turning up.
Eye sparkling.
"please let me never forget"

The room is light.
There is a single chair.
A chair pushed over, a window shattered.
The warmth fades in.
Displaying a young woman, eyes shining.
The chair irrelevant, turned aside.
The skin glistens back to life.
Dropllets form under the suns heat.
The taste of wetness, sinks into every pore.
The smell of spring..
The rays of light..
Bring with them the memories.
The memories repressed, avoided.
But never forgotten.
The inhale of the sweet scent.
The inhale of the past.
Inhale your identity..
Inhale the memories..
the people you love,
Accept the change.
Smile for what you've had..
at peace.