Nuts & Bolts

Stare into the ceiling
Yours is a body laying comfortably on the ground
The bed next to you cries
Listen hard for it cries to you

There is no need to pick yourself off the floor and onto the bed
There is no need for you to place yourself on the thoughts and emotions you often wished to forget
Though this place is a familiar one, the sensation is different
A little cold
A little hard
But soothing

You cross your hands over your eyes
You see nothing
Yet you see everything
And then slowly your hands fall to the floor
A weight you can't seem to lift
The eyes open
And the soft light of the Sun breaks its way through the windows and into your mind

A melody plays
Familiar, but faded
A song you love
A song you loathe

A few deep breaths
One glimpse of the past
One peek into the future
And all isn't as you remembered it
All isn't as you believed it would be

All is different
And all is the same
A new sensation
An old sensation, brought to new heights
A burning desire
A deepening hole

Every inch of your body pushes further
Every inch of your soul pulls deeper
After all the effort
Here you are
Look around, yours is over
Look again, yours has just begun.

- A. Dewind -