the room

a memory of a room

staring at the wall an image unfolds
one without misery, agony and woes
a life is forgotten
a story painted out
upon broken nails
and paint scratched out
screaming an yelling
it all fades away
while pictures unravel in a peculiar way
adventures and fields open ahead
streams an rivers cooling your head
a quick pin to the wrists
and it disappears
back to facing all of your worst fears
a home destroyed
and slave driver to boot
you begin to wonder
if the image on the wall
could ever be true
when will it become
the place you call home

Reviews

[Huggy Bear]

Crazy good as always