“With everyone watching her intently, she selected a vial and quickly drank it before she could second guess herself”. She had no idea what power she had taken or if her body could even handle it. She didn’t have a choice she couldn’t blow her cover. Her audience smiled in approval. “What’s next?” She asked, worried about what the response would be. “We wait for it to take effect,” “And if you can handle it, you have to use your new power for evil to complete the process, that’s IF you can handle it”. “What exactly do I have to do?” “Kill an innocent.” “This should be simple enough if you were really one of us to begin with.” Suddenly, she felt the poison flowing through her vains. It burned, it felt like a hot liquid flowing through her. She screamed in agony. Next thing she awoke on the floor with him looking down at her.
Simplifying seems rather difficult in such a material world, but if you look past what can be seen it becomes quite simple.
We all SEEK truth in life. WITH no CLEAR answer, who I am is still UNDEFINED.
We all act on a stage called life,
Everything is possible in this movie,
Anything can happen in this scene.
Feelings and circumstances are temporary,
Broken or whole you’re putting on a show.
“I’m just a possession, something to say you own. Someone you think should serve you, while you rip out their soul.
I’m just a possession, another trophy on your shelf. The only time I was dusted off is when your ego needed help.
I’m just a possession, the one sent to save your soul, you’re the only one who saw me, but even me you couldn’t live for.
Still just a possession of things that haunt at night. The only one to ever deny me, yet we look just alike.
I’m just a possession to my childish needs and “self-rights”. A past that no longer serves me but still it was worth the fight.”
The boundaries between a father and a criminal have been blurred for a long time. It’s not like I didn’t know it was coming. I guess I thought maybe he would change. As I sat in the court room, the judge showed no mercy. Manslaughter 15 year sentence. Day for day. It was like an asteroid had come out of nowhere crushing any hope of a normal relationship with my father. As reality set in and the smoke cleared, I ran up and hugged him tightly. I watched as they shackled him, treating human beings like animals is our idea of reforming criminals. Then again if you behave like an animal you get chained like one.
Can you not hear it? The cry is full of pain. Can you not see it as her tears fall down like rain? Can you not feel it the overwhelming emotion of this wave? Can you not bear to notice as you’re consumed in yourself again.
Is it easier to overlook than to take responsibility for, You’re the chain that binds her to this cold concrete floor. You hold the keys to her cage and you treasure them like gold. But the treasure lies within unnoticed to your frozen over soul.
Silent though she may be, her eyes will tell you all. Instead all you allow her to see are these brick layered walls. Fine as she may seem you tell yourself your all she needs, no breath, no life, no soul, no crown made for this queen.
If only you could see the gifts she hides within, you’d realize a soul wasted is the only true sin. You’d let her spread her wings and fly and be there when she falls. Instead her cry for help is silenced behind these sound proof walls.