NOTES FROM THE DOLLHOUSE - THROUGH THE WALL

Fiercely numb.

My heart as cold as the stone tunnel.

Eyes burning from sweat.

I am so tired.

But I refuse to forget.

Whispers of loved ones gone.

Encouragement to keep going.

Crystal ball always shows me all.

Not this time.

No chance of knowing.

The wounds begin to seep.

I cannot help but weep.

Wondering what lies beyond the brick wall.

Confusion and rage?

Hope or shame?

The ground beneath hurts my feet

Cannot turn back.

There is nothing there.

Nowhere to retreat.

Each breath gets sharper.

My mind gets clearer.

I feel my soul rip from my spine.

Memories flash before my eyes.

Memories of different timelines.

Where the ice meets the flame,

I will be walking along the stone.

Where the flowers kiss the thorns,

I will guide myself home.