NIGHTMARES

February 4, 2018

ROSE ALLY

I close my eyes and
hear the monster's voice,
it's taunting me with its quiet voice.
Laid there while the
monster strokes my hair,
saying all the things
he thought will distract me
from all the things
he's been doing to me.

I am young with no support,
no army, no weapon to fight with.
I'll wait until it's over and
decide to build my own ground.
No one will save me from
the disgusting angel in disguise
under the roof of my home,
all of our things came from him.

A true devil who provided
everything in exchange for his true motives.
He did not care anymore
for the scared child he once knew
just to get the things that will satisfy him.
Their kind have corrupted
every child's dream—
made them cry to insanity,
they snatched their souls and
threw them like scrap to wander alone—
just like me.

Now I am seeing and
hearing the message of a rose.
A rose who has fell in the
same path but survived.
She became the image of hope
because she's doing everything
to stop this treacherous cycle.
It will end, wait for it.

She does not care who the devil is—
no matter how important they are in this world.
She provided answers and secrets
that will help us to kill the monsters
and step on them under our feet.
Those evil beings will hear our shout for freedom
because the noise of the roses is rising.
We were silenced but now we speak—
we are here, we are allies, we are human.