As I sit here alone in a room,
And I glance out the window.
It's hard to see with tears streaming down my face.
But I can make out the flames
As they lick the window pane.
I was a royal bitch.
Unforgiving.
Undeserving of your love.
Why am I like this?
Why must I hate?
Why can't I be like the pretty girls you date?
Perky and bubbly
No room for hatred.
But I can't be like them.
All I can be is me.
And truth be told
I'm not liking 'me' much at all.
I have a temper.
I have a problem with anger.
And it is you who cops the worst of it.
I do stupid things
Hoping and praying that they don't backfire.
But this time it did.
I sent someone else to do my dirty work
And now we no longer speak.
As the flames draw closer,
Blurred by my tears
I am forced to sit in silence
And wait for judgement.
He looks down upon me
His eyes judging
Watching my every movement.
I have never feared anything before
But I fear Him.
His eyes are cold and black as coals.
"I'm sorry," I say
Clasping my hands together.
His lips curls into a snarl.
"Sorry?" he mocks
And I know that I am doomed.
I beg for forgiveness
But the blood is on my hands.
It stains
And no amount of wiping it on my jeans
Will get it to release from my skin.
I scream a scream of terror
As He lunges for me.
His face inches from mine.
I begin to sob
Uncontrollably.
I keep repeating the words
"I'm sorry."
The flames lap my shoes
But I am not bothered.
I have caused pain to you
And now, as punishment
I must suffer the same.
I look up at Him
His eyes watching me like a hawk.
His lip still curled in a snarl.
He raises his hand
The flames combust
Growing ever larger
And blocking my escape.
I close my eyes
Waiting for the pain.
Waiting for the moment
When I cease to exist.
But it never comes.
Slowly, I open one eye.
The flames are gone.
I open the other
And look around.
I am back in my bed
Alone in my room.
Everything is as it seems.
There is no monster standing before me.
"It was just a dream," I say
As I place my feet on the floor.
I make my way to the bathroom
And splash my face with cold water.
A glance up at the mirror
Strikes fear through my veins.
He stares back,
His eyes cold as ice.
I open my mouth to scream
But something won't let me.
"I feel it is only fair," He says.
"To welcome you to my nightmare."
Heartfelt. Powerful. You must really be hurting to write something like this.
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