sometimes i look for a camera behind the picture frame
this can’t be my life
i fell asleep and woke up in the twilight zone
as i slept rod serling came out and introduced my episode
tonight we take all happiness and joy away from this man
when he wakes up everything good will be gone
in place of happiness we’ve given him words
and he’ll wish he had never woken
in the twilight zone
and i stretch and sit up
and the sun goes out behind me
the world goes dark
yet i’m oblivious
stagger into the living room and look around
everything seems normal
yet everything is one degree off
i’m alone
i can’t reconcile this suffocating emptiness
can’t make myself go out
won’t eat
can’t sleep
just rock back and forth at the razors edge of sobbing
all in stark black and white
and as the image fades
as rod serling walks into the spotlight
i can see him
and i snap
he begins his final summation of the horror of losing the will to live
and as he opens his smug mouth
i attack
raining down my fists upon his face
the starched white shirt spattered with black sprays
and i cannot stop
channeling all of the pent up tears into destroying this
this
this son of a bitch that did this to me
and as i watch his broken and battered face shifts
and it was me the entire time
and i fold in on myself
it’s my fault
all mine
all of it
damn it
it’s me
and then the scene fades
and i’m so grateful for it to be over
but it isn’t
it isn’t is it
it doesn’t end
it never ends
and that’s on me as well
damn it all
Couldn’t leave me with the romance could ya?
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Yep. Damn it all to fucking hell.
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exactly
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