summer night

this one is crazy s**t

On a summer night
my room in disarray
i said to myself
what i never thought i could say

my windows were closed
room dimly lit
lay in bed
struggled to fit

i thought of things differently
like i could see them in boxes
no locks
no keys
no openings

covered in words
that were void of color
each relating to another

i looked at the ceiling
and drew in a breath
the things i felt
felt like death

my fingers were growing cold
my skin growing old
and then the room
suddenly changed

i was covered in darkness
all i could see was white paint
i grabbed a canvas
and illuminated the page

the pain brush broke
so i threw in my hand
smearing and striking
searching for land

i saw a road
with canyons falling down
volcanoes erupting
volcanoes crumbling down

and then i heard it
a horrible piercing sound
i grabbed my ears
and fell to the ground

i saw the air vibrate
i shut my eyes
the trembling stopped
as i laid there and died

Reviews

[Katherine S.]

This is an interesting piece, I liked the imagery and plot idea. Nicely written.