Milly Weng - Fade

White walls filled with paintings and tapestries, Small rooms filled with murmurs and nonsense, Night sky filled with shimmering stars. 

The walls caves in just a little more. 

The room sinks just a little faster. 

The night gets a little darker. 

Nothing feels right. 

I don’t belong. 

This is not home. 

The blandness is catching up. 

Nowhere to run, 

and nowhere to go. 

This feels like an eternity, 

but I know it’s only temporary, 

so I let the thoughts fade away before I do.