Silence

I move slowly, reverently in the darkened hallway

My arms spread wide at my side, almost touching the walls

My fingertips skim cool glass, softly brushing against warm memories

My heart is sad and fragile

I am surrounded by pictures

The pixels smile up at me as if to mock

These were happier times

I close my eyes and walk further down the hallway

My footsteps echoing in the night like tiny drum beats

The rhythm grows frantic driving my mad

My feet run wildly away from the harsh beats

But my eyes remain closed to avoid the harsh stares of the eerie staring portraits

I trip over a table

I hear the shattering of glass and I tentatively close my eyes

All I can see is my smiling face staring up from behind broken glass

The glass shimmers like tears

The red of my shirt become blood

I sit in darkness and silence