A Bump to the Head
The glow of the moon lit the room ever so slow, my nightstand taking on a life of its own, with delicate shadows dancing around each object, reflecting its scene, awake I am now, no longer a dream. As mesmerizing as it was, it was not enough to satisfy my desire, to quench a thirst that had been plaguing me for hours. A mouthful of cotton, and a body that would love to remain here in bed, was yelling at me to seek out the water it requests.
As I rose from the moonlight, and traipsed cautiously across the floor, I gathered my robe, before exiting my door. Down the stairs I started, slowly to progress, paying little attention to anything else, when all of a sudden I started plummeting head over heal, down each step, unfortunately feeling each feel.
My head taking the brunt of most of my descent, knocking me more senseless, the further I went. After what seemed to be thirty minutes of tumbling about, my body lie at the bottom, broken bones howling now. I screamed like I had never spoken before, but instantly I realized that the blows to my head had rendered me torn. Each cry was silent, audible only to my ears, and it wasn’t until then, did I let go of my fears. My heart still beating, as strong as it ever, but with a bump to my head, another world I must soon to be gather. To this bizarre new place I must navigate myself- harken, anyone that follows, beware that first step!
A lost feeling I felt, a strange aura to the air, I float alone through a dreamy state, unsure if I care. For as my other body lie without motion, all after a bump to my head, I hold the moonlight of earlier, it glows in my hands. And as I stare through the light, reflecting back upon my face, I’m buried with memories, a recollection that’s never taken place.
Hoping to find myself, in this future of the past, I dine with my demons, and we all have a laugh. Oh, and those without faces, I sense as they stare, they latch onto my soul, “come down to us”, they declare. I hear deep sounds in the distance, as drums start to play, with red rain gently falling, “you’re not alone”, voices say.
Suddenly, I receive a jolt to my core, as my poor thirsty body lie stretched on the floor. As I try to comprehend the thought of that which just occurred, the pain I lacked earlier, has now since returned. Damn, a million aches, now hitting me at once, and my brain not helping, wanting to go back to where it just was. A bump to my head, the result of a careless nights stroll, has now broken my body, and on my mind taken its toll.
