Genres: Life, Reflection, Dreams, Introspection, Pain, Living, Contemplation.
She laid down
on the carpet in the
living room because
she wanted to understand…
It wasn’t that she didn’t
know what was happening
or why she was feeling this way
but she wanted to seek answers
and consult the ceiling
and the lightbulb
and the crack at the far
left corner
that had been there
for as long as she could remember…
There was so much she needed to know…
But she laid there for too long
and the ceiling grew too thin
and she could see the stars peeking through
As all of outside tried to come in
and the ceiling faded into dust that consumed
her body as it lay against the fibers of the carpet
She closed her eyes and started to whisper out
towards whatever could hear her…
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