I wake up to a new nightmare. The room that is filled with lost dreams. I walk to the outside world to see empty vessel strangling the little bit of soul that remains in them.
I begin to dance to summon what was lost in that dream. The empty vessels laugh madly at my effort. They find this effort pointless to do; as well as, having dreams in the first place. Still I dance, remembering the actions of that dream but not the feelings that held such meaning. Why can I not obtain the dream? Why do I only feel the nightmare now?
I dance more and more, desperate to feel, to live again once more! My body tires with no results, my mind madden with each attempt. Their laughter raises with each second, with each minute, and with each hour. Then the pain starts to consumes me with every turn my body makes.
I stop; my body emotionless like a doll. I stare unfocused at anything around me. Why was I put here? Why take me away from you? Was my dancing not good enough? Why kiss me if this was your intent? I look up at the painted sky. How artificial it looks and how mindless this place that continues to repeat is. Fake smiles replace the real ones. Drawn masks replace the real faces.
I walk forward but it feels as if I am stagnant, motionless. Nonetheless, I still continue. I see a glimpse of your face as I stare into a mirror. Then you fade away. The spark of life in my eyes that was created fades away just as fast as his reflection did. I look up and see a clock connected to the mirror. The hands of the clock meet as one and a slow ringing can be heard. I stand motionless and entrance by this sound.
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