What happens when you don't want to hear something. |
I catch a dancing light on the wall, Reflections of light bounce there from the glass your holding, I watch them intently, Not really understanding what's around me. Where am I? I lift my head and you're mouthing words, But I can't quite make out what they're supposed to be. My mind then attempts to form a net, A net so I may catch a word or two, But the holes are too big, So they fly right through. One by one I pull on the strands, Tightening them so that the holes may shrink. More and more I pull, Until I am finally content with their size. I'm beginning to get something now. Yes, letters are definitely forming. I catch enough letters to form one word, Then another. I'm getting better at this. And I'm getting closer now, Closer, I'm putting the last letters together when, When I finally get the sentence, The one you've been repeating, The moment of glory, My hard work is finally being rewarded, Here it is! I straighten out my thought and take a look, "I don't love you anymore" My heart sinks, ...you...you what? I rip apart my carefully constructed net. And I slowly lose myself in it's destruction. It's tight little knots are nothing to my power, Threads fly about every which way, The net that seemed so mighty as first, Is losing substance quickly. I refuse to stop until this feeling is quenched, And the net is gone from existence. You just watch idly by as I slowly destroy, Destroy every last bit of myself, Until it is no longer recognizable, Then nothing... ... I catch a dancing light on the wall. |