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Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Hallway of My Life

I walk in a hallway
inside my mind.
The hallway is long,
and filled with doors.
So, I open up the first door
and I go in…
I go inside a hospital room
I see a young woman
about twenty-three years old
Sleeping soundly.
And then I see a man
in his late forties or early fifties
go in after me.
They look familiar, yet,
I can’t figure out who they are.
I stand in front of him, but,
he does not notice me.
So, the young woman opens up her eyes,
The man smiles.
“You had a lovely little girl!” he says
with tears in his eyes.
I look out the window.
I see tanks, tents, and a desert.
I see a tall and skinny young man
in his twenties.
He wears a green uniform.
He is proud to serve his country.
He is later interrupted by a messenger.
“Son, you just had a daughter!”
I look back in the room
And there is a baby in her arms. (whose face I cannot see)
“Her name shall be…”
The name escapes me.
I felt a connection to that family
And I feel terrified.
I leave the room,
and run down the hallway,
I skip a few doors.
Childhood memories I suppose.
I then give up and open the next door.
I see a young bride whose face I cannot see.
She’s nervous and scared.
I walk inside the bridal room and see two children
Two children that don’t get along.
They stand by eachother and pose for a picture.
What a beautiful sight!
I look at the bride -not her face- and slap her.
She is already in tears and wails in pain.
“What the fuck are you doing bitch?
Do you realize why you’re here?
Do you know what will happen?
Run or face tears!!!” I yell.
She apparently does not understand me.
So, I decide to take her for a walk.
Just when I’m about to-
“Hello! Can we come in?”
Shit! Why is she here?
That bitch!
I fucking hate her.
Now I can’t steal the bride.
She poses for pictures, and
walks down the aisle.
I cry bitterly as I walk with her (in spirit)
I am in too much emotional pain, so,
I leave
to the hallway
and walk.
As I skip a few doors, I feel heavy,
frail,
tired,
in pain.
I open the door closest to me
to see if I can find rest.
I go inside a hospital,
And for some weird reason,
I smile.
I open one more door and
I see a young mother (whose face I cannot see)
I walk closer and
I see her holdng a newborn child.
It’s a girl.
She has (My husband?! WTF?) by her side,
and I also see a team of doctors,
and holy shit! My mother,
my aunts, and my grandmother?
What the fuck am I doing here?
What the fuck are they doing here?
I want to leave, but,
I am too happy to leave.
I see that baby’s face
and my heart beats with joy.
I faint, and wake up
and I am back in the hallway.
I get up and walk.
I open one more door.
I see a woman and her baby
Leave their tiny apartment.
She leaves her husband.
She’s in tears.
Her face clears up and-
That’s me!
All of these sights are now clear.
The baby, the bride, the mother, her…
I was them.
I walked back inside the hallway,
I will not open anymore doors.
I will remain inside this hallway.
The hallway of my life.

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