Rachel Frank

Anger, confusion, a pandemonium in the outside world.

The door slams hard. I try to get away.

Darkness encompasses me; the joy in the world takes over.

I reach my haven.

I’ve now entered the place where the sun glistens and smiles back at me all day.

Laughter rings in my ears.

I taste the sweetness in the world, the sweetness of peace and forgiveness.

I’m never scared, I walk down the street and my eyes meet with my friends.

Everyone is my friend, everyone is genuine.

Instantaneously, every worry disappears. Was there even a worry to begin with?

Happiness, serenity, a utopia in my inside world.

Buzz, buzz, buzz- it’s over.

The sound pierces my ears- again, and again, and again.

My haven has been stripped from me, and suddenly I reenter the world of chaos.

Why does it have to be over? Just like it never happened.

I suppose it is so I treasure it when it comes.