Sunday, January 17, 2010

Scene

Enter a stranger.
A ball of emotion
Stuck on life’s faulty elevator
Its climb a relief
But the doors only open for a taste of clean air
Never escape for an escape
Then the metal cage drops
My lungs fail, and I taste my heart
And a thousand screams sound
As the announcers of my anguish
The doors let in the putrid air
That threatens to overcome my feeble defense
Against all that I despise
Words can’t explain it
Books can’t erase it
Only the piano keeps me from suffocating
The thought of his voice has them
Pressing the button again, despite the risk
Despite knowing they might fall again
End scene.

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