The Room
I open my eyes and yet I see nothing except a small opening in a door. The room is in darkness. The only light is radiating from this small key hole. I peer through and see silhouettes of different people. Tall and short, skinny and fat. All of them appear happy. Their voices and laughter seem to float through the room and just enough seems to make it through the small key hole and resound in my head.
My eyes begin to focus on the silhouettes and it suddenly becomes clear to me that these people are all of whom I’ve seen before at one point in my life. How could this be?! How could their only common link be stuck in a dark room, alone? I suddenly become worried about my situation. I look through the key hole to try and make sense of it all.
Suddenly I realize the people laughing and enjoying the moment all have my face. The people are my different moments in life where I was truly happy. Here I am confronted by my wonderful past and faced with such a sorrowful present.
How did I even get to this place in my life? Where is the person I once knew?! Suddenly I lose sight of the key whole, and the small room becomes completely dark and silent. Suddenly I’m scared. Scared of the future, if there is any future at all.
I start having flash backs. I have been here before. The cold darkness is an all too familiar feeling to me. I was spent a lot of time in this room thinking, crying and hiding. I am finally aware that this will be my last time in the dark depths of this room in my mind, and there is only one way out.
My eyes begin to focus on the silhouettes and it suddenly becomes clear to me that these people are all of whom I’ve seen before at one point in my life. How could this be?! How could their only common link be stuck in a dark room, alone? I suddenly become worried about my situation. I look through the key hole to try and make sense of it all.
Suddenly I realize the people laughing and enjoying the moment all have my face. The people are my different moments in life where I was truly happy. Here I am confronted by my wonderful past and faced with such a sorrowful present.
How did I even get to this place in my life? Where is the person I once knew?! Suddenly I lose sight of the key whole, and the small room becomes completely dark and silent. Suddenly I’m scared. Scared of the future, if there is any future at all.
I start having flash backs. I have been here before. The cold darkness is an all too familiar feeling to me. I was spent a lot of time in this room thinking, crying and hiding. I am finally aware that this will be my last time in the dark depths of this room in my mind, and there is only one way out.