Eternal Serenity
It was never supposed to happen,
if at all it was one of the more
imminent things.
But imminence meant nothing to her,
all that mattered was
that he was gone.
Left alone the solitary sky,
which she now
considered her domain.
Alone to bear her pain again.
It hurt to see him leave,
but there was so little that she could do about it.
As she stood there
with the abundant November winds blowing her golden hair,
the pale sun
illuminating her sky blue eyes as they shed the tears she never wanted
to shed,
it was apparent now.
She must dig herself out of the infinite
ditch so many have dug for her.
Heading back to her door,
pulling
herself back together,
so much had come back at that instant,
memories of
him, memories of them.
These once happy memories made it all a bit
difficult for her,
but she knew she had to deal with them.
Weaving through
her house trying to keep her mind occupied,
she finds nothing but to
write.
Walking into her bedroom,
reaching beneath her bed she finds a
thin notebook which bared it all.
Consumed by all her broken emotion she
begins to write all,
the pain, the loss, the absolute end.
In her fury
she begins to question herself where it all went,
its abruptness, its
severity,
and most of all its stepping stone.
At end, she left regret
of thought.
Pondering about what has brought her utmost pain.
Wanting
so bad to let go of everything,
just to have the bland taste of
nothingness to consume her and take her away.
She deems it impossible
and
remains in the clutches of her immense sorrow.
She chooses to leave this cruel world,
and lays herself to sleep.
Burying her tearful eyes in her pillow,
closing her eyes tight,
not wanting
to see what this world has to offer.
She enters her dream filled world
of eternal serenity.
She gains peace of mind knowing she has left it
all behind,
entering a place where she cannot be violated.
The
consumption is frozen,
and existing now is the feeling of absolute peace.
This
place she had known before,
but many of times was not attainable,
to
her satisfaction she was there now,
and no one else.
To her dismay all
things must come to an end,
and soon enough she finds herself back
again.
With her resurrection,
she rises off her bed and walks to her
window.
She stands amidst the night noticing the quiet atmosphere,
and
simply smiling.
She makes her way to her dresser looking at herself smile,
reaches in a drawer, and upon finding the solution,
she gives herself
eternal serenity.
-Rose
