NIAIS(Nothing Is As It Seems)
Again waking, I found myself in the same situation I was faced with every morning, the mirrors staring at me. Nothing felt the same--But it WAS the same. My eyes were shining, and my voice that could never seem to form words was aching to come out, atleast breathe a little. For what it was worth, I suppose it always did, I just didn't accept it into my mind. Outside, the trees that led to the forest that awaited me around noon everyday , which it had for my whole life, was gone. I felt a sense of emptiness, after the house had burned to a crisp, the preciousness had washed away, my hope had been left in the ashes of memories. Under my pillow always layed a shard of glass to remind me that I wasn't completely insane. Everybody said my prior home was still standing--But when they saw a foundation, walls, roofs and windows, I saw ashes still smoldering. They say, can you see the windows? I smell your family cooking dinner..I say..No..Stepping outside my doorway, I found that nothing would ever seem the same, pink wisps of air brushing by my face, and blue fog by the ground. If anything were for sure, is that everything was simply gone. I tried pulling back the forest to my home, but nothing answered, only a seed that landed in my hand, and I was instantly attached. Then, did I wake up, laying on the forest floor, and there was my home, in ashes, and the people I know, they saw ashes too.
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