Thursday 11 August 2016

Pac(k)man


Instructions: Use the arrow keys to move, pack all the boxes, avoid the ghosts. 

               XXCueArcadeMusicXX

With the sunlight streaming in through my now curtain-less windows,
I look around my half empty room.
A turmoil of emotions within me. 

I am not packing things, you see,
I am packing memories. 

                   XX ThreeLives XX

As I pull down the posters off my wall, my heart sinks.
Then come down the golden lights that had been strewn across my window and the pictures that had accompanied me through the nights.
One by one.
Leaving the walls naked and exposed.

It doesn't feel like my safe haven anymore. 

                     XX TwoLives XX

Next comes the box of ' Letters To Future Me'. By the wise sixth grader that I had been,
Signed off with the hope that I was happy. Along with the little trinkets;
the piece of wood from my class seat,
the pieces of chits that I had kept,
chains and lockets.

I almost break down. 

                       XX OneLife XX

As I clear my desk out, I feel a tug in my stomach.
From the candles, to the books, to the diaries, to the dried flowers, to my little dinosaur erasers, every little detail that made my desk mine lay lifeless at the bottom of a cardboard box.
My place wasn't mine anymore. 

I break down. 

                    XX GameOver XX
               

2 comments:

  1. Such soulful writing. I can relate to this so damn much that it hurts. You are amazing with words. Keep it up.

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