A Fall Afternoon

lying there I couldn't stop thinking
In the corner of the bed
gazing
the room was dim yet bright
A fall afternoon,
The room was crowded, messy
however with light racing through the wooden shutters
the combination is magical
behind the light came no sound
but the sound of fingerprints running down my wall
I raised my back to the side of the bed,
I felt the numbness in my legs as the blood filled my veins
placed my head against my wall
I felt the hair on my head bending
the nothingness of the moment,
Serenity