A Colossal Wave

A colossal wave just swept through my room.

It took my bed, my desk and my dresser in one big sweep.

It left my room cold and wet.

So I cried myself to sleep.

When I arose the next morning

My head felt heavy with tension and pain

My arms felt weak and my legs felt like jelly

And I had thoughts rattling in my brain.

The carpet was soggy

And the walls creaked and moaned

I heard the room talking

But I stayed silent like a stone.

From far off in the distance

I saw some people standing around

Looking through my dewy window

Wondering how all this went down.

I starred back at them and breathed

Exhaustion and fatigue

You would think it was from that giant wave

But really it was a sigh of relief.

At first I was miserably sad

My small, insignificant life was gone.

But maybe all this emptiness

Was meant to fix what was wrong.

Meaningful was nothing in that room

That’s what I realized walking away

Just some materialistic crap

Warping my feelings astray.

Some days went by and I heard

A small roamer of another wave

But it swept through my neighbors home

And washed all her stuff away.

So I waited outside her door

Silently hearing her weep

As people gathered by her window

Watching her fall to her knees.

When she came out of her home

Blue and red and cold to the touch

I reached out my hand and told her

“At least you’ve gotten up”.

I gave her some advice

Made her feel safe

Reminded her of the world

And watched her walk away

Maybe she will learn like me

That some things you just don’t need

Maybe she will understand

Something’s in life you must “feel” instead of “have”.