To Serenity

- Prologue -

- Time -

i open my eyes slowly

'just like any other days' i whispered to myself

i look around the room, feeling the emptiness dwelling in

i get up, feeling a sharp pain in my head

as i try to regain balance, i remembered what had happened yesterday.

it was my birthday

a day where i wish, for just one day, one day, to not hear any of their fighting..

and so i did

i made it come true

i decided for that day, i will be hanging out in the park, peaceful, quiet, and no one to start judging me for everything that i do.

i sighed remembering what had happened yesterday

i sat under the sun for quite a long time, i can see my skin gotten tan a bit, and that it made my head spin until now

i walk past the only perfect memory photo we took when i was a kid.

which still makes me mourn over it until now.

i dont care anymore about it, so i decide to just leave it there

and to let it dust.

i can hear the creaking sound, as i open the door slowly

afraid to wake anyone up

it's 6 in the morning by now

and i know too well they arent up by this time from all the alchohol they always drink each fighting session.

i grab my notebook and my bag that contains all the writting materials in it, then i walk out of my 'home'

feeling the emptiness in my long walk, i start to recalling memories of what had happened in the past

trying hard to not let any tears well up in my face, i try to focus on my breathing

feeling the pain leaving my chest

i sighed in relief, feeling proud of myself like an idiot.

stopping myself infront of the park where i usually spend myself to

the cold breeze welcoming me makes me feel like the real 'home' i have always wanted

i wipe off the leaves that fell on the park bench, then sat on it

the cold surface made me feel a tingly feeling for a short time

but i got used to it not long after

I open my notebook and ready my pen to write about a poem...

Rain, rain dripping down

say, this is a beautiful town

lies, lies all i could hear

I try so hard not to drop a tear

Chirp, chirp said the birds

as they eat the breads

My, oh, my i wonder

can i go back to the time i mourn over?..