The Nameless Monster II
The days are perfect but the nights are filled with thoughts
of a monster staring at her from the dark
Only the eyes are clear, the greatest terror would be the
shadows lifting from the rest of it, revealing what this monster might be
The days are busy, filled with work and school and life but
something feels like its missing, more so than the routine does for most
There’s guilt though in the smiling faces of her parents,
there’s guilt about asking them questions about things you can’t remember. It
comes from the truth that they always make you smile, they’ve always strived
for her happiness
The man in the comfortable chair, nicely dressed asks her
how she feels, when she tells him of the terror he assures her everything will
be fine with his professional neutral expression, the one she’s come to depend
on.
The one that fills her with a delusional haven. Everything
will be alright he says.
Everything will be alright her friends say, the rest of their
words tend to be muddled, she clings desperately to them to avoid the parts of
her mind that scare her and make her curious. It never speaks but she hears a
strong wind blowing, one that’s cold and feels as though she’s felt it before.
Even when she ‘s assured everything will be find without
warning things can bring it back to memory, or strike her with terror, the very
though has caused her to collapse before. Is something triggering it from a
memory, is it the thing that lurks in her nightmares almost unseen. The eyes she remembers, the part that holds a
world of shadows
Everything will be alright she says to herself, it is and
yet why does something wrong keep calling for her. It’s the eyes in the shadow,
they’re telling you where to kill them, without the words just the memory of
the sound, of strong blowing cold winds, it’s howling of victory. She nearly
died along with someone else
But they’re not dead,
they’re not dead. It’s just another nightmare, lose yourself in the routine
push the thoughts away she tells herself. Find the beauty in what some aren’t
lucky to have
Until it comes to you, the curiosity, the birthday you’ve
always questioned, at last a stranger says they’ll come to tell you the truth.
You promise you’ll be home, the guilt only grows with a
simple lie, one simple lie and any truth you find will at last rest that part
of you that questions, at last you’ll be able to enjoy the life you have.
The castle echoes from times long gone, there’s history in every stone. Heidelberg Castle in all it’s glory, the night sky could have spectra after spectra leaping from it and she wouldn’t notice. I was born to smother you with flowers it said. Her answer is supposed to be there but there is nothing but a lone light illuminating the loneliness of night time, except there is something as she gets closer a man whose eyes bulge from his head, fear and greed rule them.
A man calls her by another name after she saves him, a man
who keeps calling her Ana. He tells her that he knew her and another, something
tell you it’s the one that should be dead, the one whose eyes stare at you from
the shadows.
As he speaks to her there is confusion and there’s a light that
points to all the things she’s come to question, the shadows are her memories
that she couldn’t recall but there’s one thing she’ll come to remember. You
killed the beast she says to herself. You killed your brother but this man has
brought him back to life.
There is terror on his face, as he tell you the truth right before
the horror, these aren’t your real parents and yet they were your real parents,
they were to you. In the home that always had its light on, dark now, like most
of the castle from afar and that feeling from before is coming back again
In the home with the
warm smiles, lifeless with two bodies laid out, it’s a façade. The lies she
told pull her heart to shreds, the guilt she felt was now a fire that burns her
insides. She had lost more than what she was looking for, she’s lost
everything.
The doctor tries to
bring the man next to her parents to life, in this moment though she believes
the man can’t bring anything back to life, for he brought back death.
She couldn’t move,
not for the detectives that picked her and the doctor up, not for the fall into
the river. Only to blame the man who resurrected the monster. Yet his kindness
did not elude her. It was no one’s fault, no one’s responsibility, only hers to
end the life that she should have a long time ago. Yet he was her twin and she
couldn’t look away from the truth, something far worse had turned him into
this.
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