Emanations Of The Heart

Ξ my land Ξ

The sun's rays reach out across the land,

Bathing it in bright golden rays of color,

Of prosperity,

And of life.

Yet in the same exact place my lands are gray,

Depleted of all energy,

All color,

All joy,

All happiness.

I like to imagine sometimes,

That my world is full of that sunshine,

Where the leaves of plants are both a bright and alien green

And stretching to grasp more of the joyous light that colors them.

Where children's tan skin glistens with the refreshments of a manmade body of water,

And where the heat is so unbearable that sweet treats iced in a freezer are required at the beginning of every sweltering day.

It is a joyous ideal.

But it is only such.

My lands drain of all color,

Drains itself of all children and deposits them in their warm homes.

There is no happiness in my land,

Because the silt has been drained of all nutrients,

All life,

All emotion.

It is nothing more than a black hole now,

Sucking the life and joy out of anything once touched by the sun.

And yet I stand inside my own home,

Staring in despair at the ruins I've allowed to form.

It's a result of my own conformity,

Of my own despair,

Of my own reality.

It cannot fix itself;

It requires the aid of its landlord,

But its landlord has given up,

Fallen down a deep ditch with no way back up.

This time there's no ladder,

No rope,

No sense of hope aside from the numerous villagers scampering around;

Oblivious,

And lacking in attentiveness apart from their own existence.

And so I've given up;

Lost all prospect of reality-

Stuck in a nightmare of my own conception.

And with no way out,

Except down.

A/N:

Hey there everyone! I know it's been such a long time since I've posted, but I finally found some inspiration to write for you guys! Lemme know your thoughts on this one! I know it's a tad bit depressing, but I felt it fit the fall weather mood.