we watched her every morning
she would go out for many hours
until evening when she came back
returning to dreams at midnight
she would go out for many hours
yet her sadness stayed behind
it permeated the very air we breathed
until evening when she came back
and we saw in her eyes diminishing
light and a growing darkness
returning to dreams at midnight
we saw her swallowed every pill
and cross over the eternal bridge
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ReplyDeleteWell done, though a sad story for walls to tell. Beautifully and simply written, I like this.
ReplyDeleteThis is so sad. :(
ReplyDeleteThose walls let us make our own choices while they silently watch. This felt eerie and sad both.
ReplyDeleteI think, in presence of a depressed person, the walls seem thicker.
ReplyDeleteA tragic story. Walls have seen so much pain.
ReplyDeleteI especially like this part.."her sadness stayed behind/ it permeated the very air we breathed"
The sadness is deep...and perhaps that eternal bridge is the only way ~
ReplyDeleteYou have captured the essence of a tormented state of being, followed by release from this mortal coil.
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone
ReplyDeleteYou did a good job on this one. At the end, it sounds like she takes her own life.
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