Recollection

She sits on the cold tile floor Her life flashes before her eyes 4 am regrets. The lack of sleep is just getting to her. The shadows loom over the curtains The pictures of her past start collapsing on the floor Her head hits the back of the wooden bed panel Could you wish for anything more unhanded? The music from the neighbors flat echoes into the night The barely visible drawings on the wall sneer at her Its past her bedtime. Who are you waiting up for anymore? The ringing in her ears grow louder The hours pass by slipping through the cracks of the drain. Who are you crying to anymore? There is no one to confess to. The mirror overshadows the bed like church pews at midnight She tells her that she never loved her. She disappeared into the clouds that loom over the moon. Her watch tells her to sleep. She sighs and climbs back into bed She remembers that she never loved her. She remembers the scars that trail along her back. Her life cannot help but flash before her eyes. The ceiling morphs and twists Her eyes flutter shut as her mind plays its tricks She caresses the scars that itch at the roots of her hair. Maybe its better this way for everyone. She can no longer hear the heart beating slowly in the closet Her mother told her that she is worthless She begs for the sleep to take her. Before her mind starts wandering to that point. The darkness feels cool against her skin The crooked mattress settling in its place She sleeps on her side to avoid the bedroom mirror The world grows still around her as it walks on goddamned eggshells. The dawn permeates through the broken window sill She never was a heavy sleeper. She went missing out of nowhere The ringing of her phone echoed in her ears like Sunday bells. And there was no more trace of the former shadows that pitifully gazed at her in the corners of her room. -Kore

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