Oh. There’s a light creeping through

my window blinds

How radiant and illuminating it really is

It is shedding light into my

cold shivering, worthless body,

where my frozen, lifeless soul stood still

Ever since that fateful night

When the world showed it’s cruel side on me,

when the world filled my heart with fright

and took away my most precious from me,

I had never felt the beauty of this light

that used to fill my heart with hope and faith.

Things have changed now.

Hate is growing in my heart.

It’s roots are digging deep right though

the only thing that is giving this soul emotions

making me

numb.

Now, when I stand up, I’ll show the world

the man that used to love them so dearly.

I’ll show them that gave each single piece of him

to help them and serve them.

I am going to show them just that.

I’m going to make them fly with me comfortably

Then, I’m going to let go off them at midair

and send them crashing down towards the ground

until they hit it very hard.

Very, very hard.

Then, I’m going to stand in front of them,

my cold, shivering, worhtless body will then come

to life

as the heat of my anger covers my entire body,

embracing me, fueling me with a blissful sensation

that I can intensify through killing.

I will be ecstatic.

I’ll be high.

I will kill them all with a big smile on my face.

I will laugh so hard that it will shake

the entire world -

the entire universe.

I will break the ice that is covering my soul

with an ear-bursting explosion brought about my

my anger that is rapidly running

through my veins.

Then, I will be demonic.

I will be merciless.

I will not let any soul escape from

my wrath.

I am going to do it now.

Limb by limb, i start to rise.

Slowly raising up my body.

My head still facing the ground

with my eyes wide open.

With a Cheshire cat grin, I lift my head.

Prepare my dear people.

But, what’s this? What is this that I am seeing?

Are these human eyes? Why are they so close to me?

Why are they staring at me?

Why are they so …

so …

so …

beautiful?

These eyes, these perfect hazel brown eyes,

they are so close to me.

So close that I could see

every detail of it.

The blackness of their pupils,

the hazel brown, hair-like filaments that extends

from their pupils to the end of their cornerless, perfect

marble-shaped structure.

Its beauty reminds me of something

I used to have with me – that

special someone I used to have.

She used to be with me through my up’s and downs,

through the good times and the bad.

She showed me what there is in this world

that is worthy of love.

SHe was the only one who valued my existence, my presence,

my ‘being me’.

She was the only one who said those sweet words

to me:

“You know what, you’re not worth less. You are special -

to your family up there, to your friends down here, and

especially to me, right here.”

And she pointed at the very exact place

where my heart is. It was rapidly pumping

yet, slowly melting.

Then, the wind blew across the tight space between our bodies.

to be continued …