I sit in the dark, thinking the unthinkable
Wondering the impossible
And my mind explodes
But not in an immaculate Hollywood explosion
No, it is nothing more than powder
And it falls down around me like snow
As I watch the flakes fall from outside myself
I think That's it?
My demons have been resurfacing lately
They decided to have a meeting
And said that I was fired
Shut out of my own mind like child locking a mother out of her house.
Staring into the darkness, I felt without hope
I ran face-first into the oblivion
It felt like drowning, like being in water
But it was melting off my skin like butter
It was complete darkness
Yet it felt deep blue
The heat subsided and I felt the cool around me
My eyes were open, yet I could not see
Suddenly it was as if a blindfold had been lifted
I seemed like I was looking up from the very bottom of the ocean.
I tried to look as myself, but couldn't, yet I could feel myself.
Trying to move, I realized it wasn't water at all,
For I could move with complete freedom.
What is it? I wondered.
To move upwards, I didn't so much swim or walk as I drifted
But it was a very purposeful, somehow controlled drift.
The light was shining through the water and I moved towards it
It seemed like hours, miles, years to even come close to it.
Ever so slowly it became brighter and brighter
It seemed so close I could almost touch it
If I could just reach a little bit more....
Flash.
I see myself sitting in my chair again, relaxed.
A burst, red birthday balloon lies deflated on my neck and shoulders.
In my open hand lies a single pin.
The end.