I am trapped in a movie theater.

A midnight screening of my existence.

Alone, surrounded by rows of empty reclining scarlet fabric.

A cup holder separates me from nothing but silent laughter.

What once was slowly drifts away.

My mind grasps tightly but loses the battle with my memory.

My eyes wonder the venues’ entirety, however, land upon the screen.

I am then forced to celebrate my birth, yet grieve my death and endure the nauseating coaster of the in between.