The Room.

She kept everything tidy,
And in chronological order.

The windows and the walls were all tinted black,
She liked the curtains tightly shut.

In a place that was truly hers,
She knew nobody else belonged there.

It was like an un-accessible room,
A grim place where nobody could enter.

A place where the memories floated,
And the heartaches multiplied.

On the surface,
 She laughed and smiled.
On the inside,
She craved peace and real happiness.

As long as she shut herself in this world,
Nobody would know this grim place she kept,
Where her thoughts hit walls,
And viciously bounced back at her.

It was a place where with every heartbeat she felt lonelier,
A place where black holes would come out of nowhere,
And try to swallow her whole.

In her opinion, it wasn’t so bad…
After all it was a place where she didn’t have to cover up her sadness with a fake smile.

However, she soon made a discovery,
That as long as the door is closed,
And those huge curtains are shut,
Healing would never find a way inside.

5 Comments Add yours

  1. Muntazir says:

    This is nice. Loved it

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you♥ Glad you loved it 😀


  2. Manessah B. says:

    It’s like reading how I’ve lived most of my life…
    Beautifully written and heartfelt, sis. This one resonated deeply with me.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thanks twinny!
      If we live protected our whole lives we would miss out on a lot of things and I wouldn’t have met you…😘😘 ( I feel so bad for you🤣)

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Manessah B. says:

        haha!! Yeah, I’m learning to live on the edge a bit, take risks… Yes, I did that and met you … Is that a good thing??? LOL!!!

        Of course it is! 😘😘

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