She walks around the familiar lines
Step by step
Looking with greater passion
As if it was for the last time
She walks and stops and walks
To re imagine each moment spent
Relive each memory
Those days of fun
And moments of fear
Of building
And destroying
So crystal clear
The walls narrate her story to herself
They witnessed it all after all
They cry because they couldn't comfort her
In times of chaos and mourn
Those objects she bought in happy times
Stare at her as she walks around
Shining at once with her chirpy sound
Stood today dusted with deafening silent sound
She walks and stops and walks around
With a smile on her face
May be these lifeless objects understood her more
Than any cell draining her head
She takes a deep breath
And gasps in for air
Knowing it so different around
She glimpses the stains of tears
And the long lost joy profound
She doesn't care about changing her clothes
Or packing her bags
Or doing her hair well
This journey she was about to initiate
Was hopefully better than any heaven or hell
She leaves her bedroom
Walks down to the lobby
Hoping to catch a glimpse of the morning sun
Peeping through the window
Everything is dark
But yet she sees light
In the next steps of her
Bliss
She knows mommy is annoyed
And dad probably has been silent in pain
She knows that all are worried for her
Its all such a sad stain
She can see people whispering
But she can finally not hear a word
Oh thank god
She whispers to herself
She is finally free from the burden of her nature
She walks around
To reach the door
But stops as she hears her name
Looking around she notices how
He sits somewhere in a corner
Quiet and straight faced
She closes her eyes
And looks at herself
Lying so lifeless on the ground
Beautiful she feels
Smiling inside
This was the end after all
She talks to him
But he still cant hear
Its like even this didn't change
She bids goodbye
To all the familiar faces
With a smile
No one will worry about her
No one will carry the grief
No one will have to wonder why she is abnormal
Crazy or a severe pain
No one will need to understand her dilemmas
Or try to prioritize her anymore
She was finally free
Just thinking about herself
Waiting to get lost
Away from this world
Oh so fake.
- Diary of an Oxymoron
