Describe It

If you could describe it What words would you choose? How would you describe it? Some say it looks like this Others say it looks like that I hear them talk I hear them talk about the weather They say it’s beautiful Some say they need an umbrella Others wish to run around naked But truly I have forgotten what it looks like The price of the sentence These concrete walls have stolen my joy I’m trapped in a room with a little window The window is far too high All I see is…a little light And then total darkness I miss the feel of rain against my skin I miss walking on the beach and feeling the sand beneath my feet I miss looking at pretty flowers I miss watching the birds sing so sweetly I miss nature I miss real life Not this! This room of deep dolor robs me of the beauty of the day It’s been too long My back hurts Memories hunt me The guards don’t speak to me All they do is pass me food through a hole A silly hole in the door What am I? A rat?! Sanity is something I miss! A better life is something I long for! This is too much to bear! I need you to describe it! Please! Come closer to the door Tell me what it looks like Describe the day to me Please describe it! By Sylvia Chika [email protected] http://sylviachika.blogspot.com/ http://sylviachika.wordpress.com/ https://www.facebook.com/sylviachikablog Twitter:@sylviaoz © 2016 Sylvia Chika
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