Transpositions

Black walls creates a disconsolate feeling as you make your way past the misfits and dark horses. Crazy happy people are dancing way above you, but you can't reach them because they're too bright. Melancholy calls you by name, so you go to the wardrobe that's painted by a color of grief. Inside is a cookie. You grab it and it transforms into a bird.

She is mad because you tried to eat her.

Looking back in the wardrobe, you see a firefly. You give it to the bird, and the bird eats it. She then flies out the window and the rain pours. You don't bother to shut the window, and you let the fear crawl in. As usual, it sits on your shoulder and whispers in your ear all the reasons that you shouldn't let go of the past.

You're so dumb. Nobody likes you. You walk alone, no matter where you go.

Glass shatters and bombs go off as you begin the climb up the Mountain of Regrets. They're telling you not to press on. You're holding fast, because it's darkest just before the dawn. And, after all, the shadow proves the sunshine. The crazy happy people laugh. You ignore them, you rather just get to the top and forget it all, but instead you jump down into the water and land of the floor of the kingdom. You see Him there... You're Prince is waiting for you. He's untying your weights of shame and guilt. No longer must you carry them, He says. The songs plays. The song of your life. You dance with your Prince and He transposes the song into a different key. You get married right there and then, and you fall into His embrace. To your dismay, you have to leave Him. But you have work to do. Instead of becoming one of those crazy happy people, you're reaching back down to the darkness. It pulls you in, but your Prince implies that he'll always be with you, and so, rather than just being in the darkness, you shine your light down there. Creating a fire that blazes so big that all of the silhouettes come running. Running to find the Prince.

You're Prince is waiting for you.