Sunday, November 24, 2013

.The End.

As I turn around to stare at the room, the confusing sense of warmth and guilt filled whatever little chamber I had left for the space.
It once had been filled with life, joy, laughter and love. It was once empty too, but it had sunshine in every season. All until stormy days were welcomed, and sorrow sets its game.
I stared at the one spot where nothing, no dust, paraphernalia or useless item sat. Just a round spot on that floor, where one had sat wishing for the impossible.
"NO!" It's not impossible...: So I would reply.
Coming back to reality, again the spot remain empty. Turning to the right were papers after papers of incidences and to the left, random things that used to hold much value.
The wishing starts again, but before my feet put itself forward to the empty spot, I should cringe in fear and remember what is and have to be.
The room was now valueless. It held nothing but rubbish. Everything unnecessary, everything that should not have been, existed within that room. Sunlight has fled and the storm was never ceasing. If it was a game, it has ended. If it was a story, it was over. If it was a book, the pages were burnt and torn. Nothing can be helped.
"NO!" It can...It can be helped...: So I would reply
With a laugh that barely left my mouth, I held the doorknob and said "Goodbye"
I have better things to see watch learn fulfil achieve fight battle hone and love.
But the room and it's items will remain the same as the door closes, the sun will not come back. The storm will not fled. Sorrow will still reign in the room. Yes, I have given up.
"NO!" You haven't...You can't!: So I would reply
But I did and I will. Hearing the door being locked, I stare at the key filled with pain, and tossed it under the door in the room.
Placing my ear upon the door, I still heard rain pouring in. Yes, I was hoping it would have ended. I stood back and saw the word placed on the door, honourably written "EMOTIONS". I smiled and walked away. I would need the room someday, I know.
But it doesn't matter, because whatever matters have been locked out and as the king breathes his last breath, so will the kingdom. All dies none lives, especially I.

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