Saturday, May 28, 2011

Skeleton

Twenty.
Two years ago I never expected to be where I am. I imagined a very different future for myself. I never expected to travel the very winding and exhausting road that I have. I was so different back then. Old pictures and dreams coat these walls that surround me. A different me lived in this room two years ago. Two years ago - such a short time - with so many changes. What a different world that was. High school- so simple yet so complex in its own way....Sometimes it is hard coming back into this room. The dark memories. The room of my past. The walls seem to be talking to me, trying to remind me of the girl that I was. They witnessed all of it. If they could talk... what would they say?...But that was then. Now, this room is nothing but a skeleton. The dismal life that once thrived in the enclosed space is gone. All that is left is the bones of a long forgotten past, a past that has been left behind. Life, while everything around me seemed to be changing, I didn't even stop to notice the change that has come over me. Tonight I see it clearly.


I have overcome my past, and that, is an exhilarating thought.

1 comment:

  1. Yay! Well said! That room carries memories for us too and has a killer closet (not meant to be a pun with the gun safe, haha). It's the perfect size for a porta crib :)
    Have you taken the photos down? You should re-paint it :)

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