Not that long ago when I looked out the window the scenery was glamorous
With trees thick with green leaves and a lake with clear blue water, and a ongoing green that took to the image of grass with a path that led to a place of bright colors of gold and yellows that when I would stand in front of them I could feel the warmth of comfort , and love for almost everyone and everything.
But now as I look out the window i see noting but darkness that seems never ending ,I try to look beyond the dead and motionless trees, frozen water and, the pitch black ground to see just a little light. But nothingness is all I can see. Instead of glamorous colors of gold and yellow, the only colors I see are of gray and black, I see the hate and coldness of every feeling that used to be good.
That is when I look down to see my feet covered in blood that had pored out of my wrist that had been cut by the darkness that stood out side the window. While I look and watch the blood drain to the floor I start to feel lifeless and weak as if I am going to fall, hoping to land on the comfort of the bed behind me, I fall and hit the floor as the bed disappeared. While I lay there I realized the cuts made to my wrist are the reasoning for the disappearing bed and disappearing feeling of comfort, and that the window I look out is the image that surrounds my Heart.
