Ever

Picture a room.
Paint the walls black
Take the ceiling off
So you can let the darkness in.
Board up the windows
But unlock the door
In case the moon decides to come down from the sky
In case you decide not to feel so alone
In case there might be someone.
Lay down a carpet
Make it a plush one
So when you’re lying on the floor
Crying your heart out
Your inner pain will be the only pain
The only pain you feel.
If you can call it feeling
If you can really call it anything, besides pathetic.
You’ve drained the bottle
It’s lying empty by your side
You still feel the numbness
Guess you tried to buy happiness one too many times.
Picture a room
With the walls painted black
The celing gone and the door unlocked
One last piece of hope.