Reality's Fold

March 30, 2009
By am195 BRONZE, River Forest, Illinois
am195 BRONZE, River Forest, Illinois
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Doors swing back and forth.
I wonder how long I'll have to
Doesn't really matter, I already know my fate.

Should I stay or should I go?
Repeat History
Or renew reality?

I see my mom in tears because no one's
Eating her burnt meatloaf and she has
Nobody to check her homework.
Not a soul.

I hear dad coming,
His bundled keys shimmer and jingle
On his belt loop, as if they were the
Weight of the universe.

Life is a faint scar,
Subtle, but the mark will always be
A reminder of this
Night mere.
I continue to fight the emptiness
But then I remember,
Life is a jerk.

The author's comments:
I remember seeing my mom endure those all nighters just so she could get her master's degree: a sure guarantee of a bigger paycheck. The ironic unfairness of it all ignited my inspiration to capture this scene(s) from my life.

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