Inside the Emerald Room

The walls are bare and silent
The china sits delicately in place and the glass mirror sulks from the walls
In a picture nearby is a little girl praying
She looks to the golden light coming from the sky and her eyes are filled with hope
The innocence of being a child we once had before
Now gone as we drown ourselves in alcohol, sink into the couch and fill our bellies with food
The sunlight shines through the window and the sound outside is a loud roar
Everything moving
Nothing stays constant as animals dream themselves into their final slumber
Only the faint humming of the lawn mower outside
The iridescent light filtering through the blinds
A certain ambience
Reminding us something once happened here

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