It can get so lonely sometimes. These days I’m finding it harder and harder to get out—these old bones won’t last much longer; I know that someday soon I will fade away to nothing—but I can only bear to go so long without seeing the sun. So this morning, I took a walk.
When I first stepped out into the sunshine, I couldn’t help but feel positively overwhelmed by it all—the warmth, the light, the scent of grass and the sound of birdsong; and most of all the memories it brought me. I saw myself in that spring landscape. It was as if I were watching a picture film of my life.
There, just atop that hill, I knelt as a child in my blue Easter dress and inspected the patch of daffodils before me. I would choose the best ones to bring home to my mother. I can still remember the way she smiled and swept me up into her arms when I returned home, careful not to crush the delicate blooms I was clutching in my small fist. Daffodils were her favorite flower.
Last night I had the craziest dream. I dreamed that I was living with this community in the clouds. All of my friends and family were the people who made up my cloud village, but the villages beyond held strange creatures. These things would make awful noises that would confuse and annoy anyone close enough to hear them. For this reason, no one went to the borders of my village-Not only because of the sounds, but also because of the awful stench coming from the strange area.
The evening sky slowly fades in the darkness, Turning it to a brilliant rainbow of reds, oranges, yellows, and blues. The dark blue turns into black as the sun dips down behind the mountains And the bright, full moon rises high into the air. I take a deep breath, smelling the sweet, fresh mountain air. I slowly let it out, and look up to see the stars popping up in the sky above me. Breathe in, Breathe out. The stars wink at me as they glow red, blue, and white. In five minutes flat, I can make out various constellations; Virgo, Leo, The Big Dipper, Canis Major, and Orion. I lay on my back and cross my arms behind my head, Staring up at the beautiful stars. Breathe in, Breathe out. They amaze me. Those stars twinkle and shine brighter than light itself. I'm lost in those twinkling stars, And then I find that I've been lost within Your bright eyes.
The minute I opened my eyes something felt off, Astray, Or maybe even a little twisted. The clever smiles brought from my parents seemed fake, And unreal, Even my classmates, Who looked a little too happy to see we had a quiz today. As the day went on the lights didn’t dim at all, At some point I felt snow quietly brush my eyelashes, With the faint sound of a merry go round whisper in my ears. Every once and a while there was a,
As if something was about to happen, And none of us knew about it yet. When I said goodnight to my family, Climbed the stairs to my bed, The world shattered and everything went blank, Our world had completely turned upside down, It was as if everything was broken completely.
Crackling glass, Fake snow flying every which way, And the Merry go round sound no longer played constantly.
The click-clack of the computer eyes soothed my ears as I sipped from the cold can of iced tea next to me. The clickity of hard keys was a sound I was quite accustomed to, but not the ones of a computer. No, I prefered the click click of heavy typewriters, the keys cold against my fingertips. Not a day goes by that I don’t miss my old typewriter, an old scratched thing my grandfather had gotten one day at the dump.
: A smile the mask The Little Girl paints on her face each and everyday. The pain she feels, yet leaves bottled up, is breaking she is slowly letting it all RAIN. Each time it cracks all of the emotions she's kept curled up and hidden come gushing out; like blood oh, the pain it brings. The Little Girl is slowly drowning in the voices. She can feel as if her life is an echo; it repeats over and over like a song on loop. slowly fading disappearing into the black void that once was bright.
In the end the SUN comes for her. Come, come calls the Sunshine. it peeks out of the sky proud and mighty. Smiling lovingly for all to see. Come, to me. Praise me. My sun has come. The shadows hide away from the Little Girl. For it’s too bright to see. the sun shines with luminous lights.