Little Things in Life

The Calendar of Life

One day, one night, one month, one year, the earth exploded. The trees set fire, the clouds dissipated into nothing, as of the world.

Two days, two nights, two months, two years, the earth healed. The water rained down, the land grew with more beauty, and the world grew once again as it was before.

Three days, three nights, three months, three years, my heart shattered. Blood poured through the crack that spit it in half, the rhythmic beats stopped, and the world grew cold and ugly.

Four days, four nights, four months, four years, my sanity ceased to exist. Everything was blended into a grey tornado, my pulse grew weak, my humanity grew wild, my warmth flickered away, and the world, the world broke in half, me on one side, and every other thing on the opposite.

Five, six, seven days, nights, months, years, the light in me vanished. My love was stepped on one too many times. My strength was used one too many times. My soul was pawned one too many times.

Then one day, I broke.