Monster

Part 7

     Zoe

this darkness is so comforting

Almost like I'm going to bed

And never waking up

But it seems odd

My mind is clear

But I yearn for something

Something that I cannot get

What is it?

It's stuck in my throat

But I get up from my bed

I want to feel it

I am so slow

Like I haven't walked in forever

To go anywhere

I slowly stumble to the window

It feels like something's pulling me there

I pull open the shades

And bask in the moonlight

Of a gentle mother

That calls down to me

And I feel elated

But it only lasts for so long

Before I cannot bear to stand up again

I shut them close

I feel like a dear

Desperately trying to hide from the predator

But wishing, wishing so hard

To just go out and listen

To the birds chirping

And the sounds of beautiful nature

Ready to welcome you into their open arms

But fear creeps into your mind

And you can't seem to get out

Because it's ready to eat you up

Until only your bones are left

And you can't go anywhere

So you hide yourself forever

All the while waiting

To be destroyed and ripped to pieces

part by part

Like HER

Just another helpless child

Thrown into the cave of the monster

And ready to be sacrificed, the dear

Can only cower with terror

But life goes on

And she's miserable

For the life blooming all around her

But there's a barrier

Stopping her from leaving

And she can't leave

So she waits

And time goes by

And, in the end, the only thing left are her bones

Starved and tortured by her own mind

Playing tricks with her

And the predator finally leaves

After achieving it's goal

     Thomas

I'm standing there

My face is an empty canvas

Waiting to be introduced to the paint that would cover me up

And hide all my true feelings

That are imbedded deep in the cloth

Waiting to be pulled out piece by piece

Until my mind is completely dissected

GUTTED like a fish

Like her beautiful body

That once held such a wonderful soul

That could never be destroyed no matter what

One that would persevere

Try over and over again

Until she was a victim

Of what her heart reached out to

She should have been alive

I should not be here

Dressed in a suit

Like this was a formal event

She should not look as peaceful

An empty carcass

Dressed in finery

Like a doll

Yet a doll so ruined that the sight is covered

And her face cannot even be seen

Hidden under this closed coffin

As I stand nearby

Wishing so hard

That she would be here right now

And never such a helping girl

That she would go to the most dangerous places to help

And not think one thing of herself

He would not allow one tear

Not one to drop

Over the coffin that held his most precious

His young sister