Sorry it’s rather dark in here.
I’ve opened the curtains
But it’s always raining.
What’s that you tell me?
You remember this place.
Hasn’t changed much, has it?
No, things don’t change,
They just fade a little
And the loss remains.
You can’t change anything here.
Leave the door ajar, visit any time.
This room is your past.
It’s brighter in here.
See, hear, touch.
Details fill your senses.
What’s that you ask me?
Of course you can move things,
You are in control here.
Change what you like.
Choose new colours
For your pleasure, your delight.
This is where you live.
Leave both doors open.
This room is your present.
Be careful where you step,
There could be anything here
And I don’t want you to get hurt.
Why are you surprised?
Everything keeps moving
and you haven’t touched a thing.
This is hope, anticipation.
A dream where you decide
What will happen next.
Open the curtains,
Dawn is breaking.
This room is your future.
This was such a beautiful piece!
I simply love your style of writing… it’s powerful: just a minute ago, I was slumped in my chair, feeling completely unmotivated and now, I can’t wait to start writing a new piece again
Thank you for the inspiration ❤
Looking forward to reading more from you!
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Thank you Natalie!
Shona x
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You’re welcome! ❤
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