I hear sirens as I sit in my corner.
Their delicate whispers fill my ears.
They taunt me with their lies of false hope.
The colorful lights flood the room.
They twirl around like tiny ballerinas.
Suddenly, it all goes quiet.
The lively globes disappear.
The world becomes empty once more.
In the distance, a door can be heard creaking open.
Two boots hit the ground.
The soil crunches beneath them.
A strong walk can be heard through the walls.
There's a silent pause.
Not after long, a knock rattles the door.
A booming voice announces it's presence.
A women's voice guides him back outside.
Her fake sobs and lies shake the house.
I tone her out for I know her game all to well.
Time passes as slow as the earth seems to turn.
Before I know it, his presence joins me.
He sits in my corner with me.
I can feel his eyes examining my appearance
They focus on my every move.
When I meet them, I can feel the pools of sadness.
His emotions greet me well.
I know he can see the cuts and the blood that spills from them.
I know he can see the purple hues that litter my skin.
But as suddenly as his emotions came, a wall surrounds them.
He knows what happened.
I am sure he saw through her poker face.
But there is nothing he can do.
He gives me his apologises.
He explains his reasoning.
His presence leaves me.
The movements and actions are heard through the house
Eventually there are none.
My friend silence has come to visit me.
We sit in this corner together.
Pondering, when the next time will be that the shadow in blue comes to visit.