The rain pours down outside.Blood and water running down my arms, running down my face. Mixing with my tears and running down my very soul. I felt as it slowly cleansed me. Preserving me. Healing me. I reached out again. My fingers touched the hard glass surface of my prison. I could not escape. I fell to my knees as my tears mixed with the rain water. I stared back at the image before me and saw my mother. She held out her hand...beckoning me forward begging me to try and escape again. I shook my head. There was no escape. I looked back down toward the ground.
I lost track of how long I've been kneeling. my knuckles were finally stopped bleeding from the times I've tried to break through the glass. I looked up again and saw someone new. My father. He had his arms folded across his chest. Tears filling his eyes. He mouthed the words "Why?" I shrugged "I don't know" was this my punishment? Must I endure the depressed faces of the ones I held most dear?
I don't remember looking down at the ground again but this time I looked up I saw my little brothers. They held each other as they cried. Cristian, oldest of the two put his hand on the glass. I quickly reached up to try and hold it, but the glass denied my wishes. I instead placed my hand where his was. Then they too disappeared. The rain stopped.
"NO!!!" I yelled. I rose to my feet and began banging on the glass again. Each time harder and harder until I felt my fingers break. "Dammit all!"
There was no day, there was no night. During the day when I was alive. I would feel the suns rays enter my skin and I would feel its warmth envelope me in its kindness. During the night I could feel the comforting glow of the moon as it rose. Covering me in its blanket of light. There was no day.....there was no night.....in my eternal hell...
Broken and numb.....The blood and tears have dried. I could no longer strive. My eyes half opened have closed.
My soul.....half gone....half whole. I could feel myself lingering less and less as if my life was being sucked away.
I turned so that I laid on my back and stared at the sky that I never knew was there. I never noticed how beautiful the sky really was.
Not when I was alive. Now that I'm dead. I wish I could stay....I wish I could say I'm sorry...That I could forgive.....That I could love.....one more time......but now....I must go.......
I felt the fire lick my toes at first then slowly it moved up.....At first almost feeling pleasant....Now there's only searing pain. I screamed....and screamed. There was no escape from this glass prison. The fire at my chest. I could feel it peel away what I once was. Who I was. Soon I will only be the charred remains of somebody that has committed mistakes....Many mistakes. Now I burn for them.
"I'm sorry" I choked.....that was the last I said....before all I did was scream.....
