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My hiding place
There is a place in my heart that once belonged to you. It was bright and beautiful. It was a place I could go and not feel alone or afraid. It was filled with birds and flowers and rays of sunshine; a place where music played constantly. I could go there on a daily basis. I could spend hours there, and just get lost and drown myself in the magic of it all.
If I think hard enough, I can almost smell the beautiful aroma of warm honey and blossoming peonies. If I close my eyes, I can feel the wind blowing gently through my hair and the soft grass in between my toes. The only thing I can't remember, is the feel of your hand enclosed in mine, the gentle hug you gave me, the tender kiss we shared.
Now that you're gone, all that's left is darkness and despair. There aren't any birds singing, and the flowers no longer bloom under the sun that no longer shines brightly. The once cloudless sky is dim and filled with lightning storms. The claps of thunder are so loud and horrifying, that I have to hide under the covers. I don't know how to fill the void that remains.
My heart is now filled with ash and soot and feelings of terror. It's been so long since I've visited. I'm afraid to go back there; afraid of the sorrow I will find. Unfortunately, I have no choice. I have to go back. If I don't, I will be haunted by your ghost forever. I know that all I'll find is the bottomless pit that you created by leaving me.
I remember the tree. The large oak tree that was planted in the middle of the field. I used to sit under it and watch the golden leaves fall. But now the world is cold and lonely. Ever since you left, there are no more leaves. My heart is empty. I know the only way I'll ever let go, the only way I can forget, is by putting a lock on the door.
I know I have to close off the place I loved. I have to put the memories behind me. It feels impossible. You have no idea of how much I want to move forward, without you. I have to face my future. I have to face the pain and the sorrow. I have to open my eyes to the dark.
If I think hard enough, I can almost smell the beautiful aroma of warm honey and blossoming peonies. If I close my eyes, I can feel the wind blowing gently through my hair and the soft grass in between my toes. The only thing I can't remember, is the feel of your hand enclosed in mine, the gentle hug you gave me, the tender kiss we shared.
Now that you're gone, all that's left is darkness and despair. There aren't any birds singing, and the flowers no longer bloom under the sun that no longer shines brightly. The once cloudless sky is dim and filled with lightning storms. The claps of thunder are so loud and horrifying, that I have to hide under the covers. I don't know how to fill the void that remains.
My heart is now filled with ash and soot and feelings of terror. It's been so long since I've visited. I'm afraid to go back there; afraid of the sorrow I will find. Unfortunately, I have no choice. I have to go back. If I don't, I will be haunted by your ghost forever. I know that all I'll find is the bottomless pit that you created by leaving me.
I remember the tree. The large oak tree that was planted in the middle of the field. I used to sit under it and watch the golden leaves fall. But now the world is cold and lonely. Ever since you left, there are no more leaves. My heart is empty. I know the only way I'll ever let go, the only way I can forget, is by putting a lock on the door.
I know I have to close off the place I loved. I have to put the memories behind me. It feels impossible. You have no idea of how much I want to move forward, without you. I have to face my future. I have to face the pain and the sorrow. I have to open my eyes to the dark.
Published 6th Nov 2012
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