The Uninvited Guest

 joys of joel writings about mental health issue, anxiety, fear, third eye, near death
The Uninvited Guest – https://joysofjoel.wordpress.com/

When you opened the door, do you welcome everything? You’re supposed to. Not a pleasant welcome you know.

It’s never pleasant to welcome an uninvited guest.  You never invited it anyway.
It just comes in quickly as soon as you open the door. You can shoo it away but it will keep knocking.  And sometimes it sneaks in the basement when you left an open window.

And when you hear it speaking in the middle of your sleep, you’ll  think that  you are dreaming.  You’re quite sure you took out the batteries of your clock. No alarm should be heard.  Still , you hear the banging that cripples your restless sleep. You’re sure you muted the speaker so no sounds will preach you while you’re watching from the bleacher.

Watching as it unfolds right before your blinded eyes as you watch yourself on the mirror that always lies.  No, the mirror doesn’t lie, it speaks the truth.  The truth you refused to see. That creepy feeling when you woke up in the morning seeing the water dripping when all you know is you never left your faucet open.

You hold on to the banister as you walk down the stairs.  Every step seems eternity,  but no,  jumping over is really uncalled for. It is never clever to be in a hurry when you have all the time and you’re safe at home.  So you let your feet have its way until you reach the kitchen and see a black cat with glaring red eyes.

You turn on your muted speaker to shoo the cat away. Yes some words are better left unsaid but this time it pays to stand your ground. To let that banging sound scare it.  To your surprise a shadow comes near you. Your reflections reprimanding you that a letter , that has long been in the mail, is waiting to be open.

You wonder what’s in the letter.   You reached for the door knob.  A strong wind welcomes you at the porch.  The letter suddenly appears on the floor. You’re about to pick it when the speaker started screaming “Home is where your heart is.”   You read the letter. The black cat handed you the keys.   Time to leave.   You know it’s never pleasant to welcome an uninvited guest.

 

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