• Tearing

    A room that I constructed so perfectly, in my mind.
    The layout, the color scheme, so beautiful, it would take your breath away.
    Then tearing it down.
    Ripping away the so carefully applied wallpaper off the walls.
    Yanking up the carpet, breaking the pictures, shattering the windows.
    A destructive force.
    UNSTOPPABLE
    It destroys everything in its path.
    (And it wont stop)
    Not until the last wrecked piece falls.

    Until you're left with an empty room.
    As ugly and blank as when you started.
    It's so unbelievable that...you can't breathe.
    And the only thing that comes to mind, the only thing you can think of...
    Is as blank as the room you are standing in.