xLx's blog: "Crumbling Masks"

She was stunned into silence and shook with fear

As she tripped and stumbled over the piles of bones

lying on the damp floor

The shadow in the corner beckoned her

It couldn't be, could it?

Very little light ever reached these parts

The air was stagnant, but yet she breathed a little deeper

and something had changed

A sweetness she thought she's forgotten

permeated the heavy cloak of stale air

A ray of sunshine shone through a few cracks

The floor was drying in places from the change of atmosphere

And she stood in awe, still squinting at the shadows in the corner

She was afraid to look, afraid to know, afraid to cross the boundary

beween fantasy and reality

All the yearsof longing came down to this one moment

cross the threshold or don't

Squaring her shoulders, taking a deep breath

holding her head high, she stepped forward

To find that a flower had grown and blossomed

In the darkest, most recessed catacombs of her soul

And then, she smiled, and the masks began to crumble