She awaited love in a room void of meaning, hoping she’d spot it along the glittering light but she found herself suffocating on the words she chose to live by. All she was: dust on the lace curtains that locked in her eyes.
She awaited love in a room void of meaning, sitting nude by the phone, waiting for a lover who never calls but death’s fateful chimes were nearby, reminding her of promises she ought to keep to a life she’s yet to leave.
She died in a room that was once void of meaning, but now it has stories to be told of a girl that died with an aching soul, waiting for love, hoping she’d spot it along the glittering light but all she saw was darkness in every corner of her wide eyes
I think those walls can speak or am I hallucinating? Have I had too much to drink because I’ve once gone to visit her home and I heard them speaking, telling the story of the girl who awaited love in a room void of meaning when love was standing right outside the door.
Love, Alyazya
ALYAZYA 
love this.
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Thank you!
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Keep up the great work
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Thank you, Kyle
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This ached, beautifully.
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Hi Yazz, this was well worded and accomplished. I’m forever seeking to be swept away, thanks for doing that. I feel like your your site is just the right mix of calm and stimulating. Hope you drop by The Escritorium (my messy Aladdin’s cave) again my dear!
~ P ~
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Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed my blog! I sure will 😊
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Thanks lovely! 🙂 Sundays are poetry, Tuesdays articles or crafts, and Thursdays just me thinking aloud. A word salad if you will!
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Although this isn’t as immediate, I feel like you could relate to the theme?:https://theescritorium.wordpress.com/2016/09/27/the-white-room-part-i/
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I loved reading that!
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There’s four parts, enjoy!
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You write very beautifully! Thank you for your visit and like.
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Such a deep meaning it has where the self respect and righteousness and truthfulness are apparently garbed against hypocrisy, ironical!!! eventually leading to regrets and remorse.
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😊🌺
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This is like poetry, written in narrative form. Great work. Thanks for sharing it.
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Thaaanks John 😊😊
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Hey Yazzeus. Nice writing. Thanks for checking out a recent post. I’m glad you enjoyed it. I appreciate it.
Michael.
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today i needed words very badly, and here i found them. thank you so much for leaving little scraps of light in the universe.
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I’m so happy you found what you needed in here and thank you so much for visiting once again! Do come back!
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Reblogged this on 4 Eyes Opened.
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