As you look out window, you see a figure
Beauty itself? Or just an angel to watch over you.
No matter, you run outside to greet this gorgeous creature,
But to my surprise isn’t at your door.
No, no, it is now across the street.
As you walk towards the shadow, it seems to be getting,
Further and further away. You try running,
But now the beauty that is this shadow,
That you can see clear as day is now on the horizon.
As you run closer it begins to fade and vanish from,
Not only your sight, but also your existence.
You began to fall in a complete crushing pain and agony.
As you lie on the ground you notice a new structure in front of you.
A house, as you stare at it a warm comforting feeling comes over you.
you walk up to it and notice a sign on the side of the door.
“Our House” it stated. You paid it no mined and walked in to the house
As you walk in to the house you began to look around to see ,
A normal peaceful household.
As you started to investigate further the house begins to smoke
Then flames were born from all around you.
As I franticly try to escape my eye catch an image.
Pictures of the shadowed figure and you, kids, and a happy looking family.
As you shake yourself free from the pictures hold, you run outside and turn,
To see the house burn down.
As you stand outside gazing at the horror that is a lost treasure,
Another large pain hits you like a shockwave.
Again you are face to face with ground and its rocky comforts
Accompanied by overwhelming pain. Soon, the pain subsides
And you began to rise to a new fate.
Bars, iron bars to be exact.
Past the iron bars is a wall that looked large in size.
You grab the iron bars pulling and pushing.
Pleading and begging for freedom,
But to no evil.
As you look around at my new home,
You notice a note on one of the walls.
It states:
Your hell
Your cell
An imprisonment of your own creation.
An indestructible jail of your own mind
Loneliness
No love was loss because no love was found.