Fear House {On Hold}

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I had been wandering off in this dream by which I was bound until I was awoken by some horrific sound. I had come upon this murder in the clouds; way up I happened to be and I couldn’t help myself but to see.

That poor murdered girl I saw that day, way up in the air, had a faraway look in her eyes as blood filled her hair. That day to me was so very clear and there was not a single thing that I had to fear.

I remember everything; the red on white, the evil glare of deathly eyes, and that final devilish bite. And oh so perfect time had turned very bad, when a happy little girl was murdered all because of her dad.

He crashed her special day with a hit on her life that started with rays of sunshine and ended with a knife. All fucked up on drugs with his arm in a cast; his daughter’s special day, he wanted to be her last. And due to a backstabbing son of a bitch, an almost perfect life was ruined by one heartless act.

Because it was on that gloomy day, amidst all of the crowds, that a poor girl lost her life in what is known as the murder in the clouds.

Her future is over; she is living a murder. Awoken at realization, stunned by devastation, unable to define; it is life which she will deny. The regrets fulfill her; she is living a murder. No longer close to extraordinary; only heading downhill rapidly. Expected; people will look down upon; accepted; she’ll frown until beyond. Pain soon to conquer; she is living a murder.

My mind is racing; heart is pacing; I’m losing the fight. Everything slows down; can’t relive the pain. Tick tock the time is racing; murder, murder, violence uprising. Racing upstairs, footsteps follow; clashing noises pry through my ears; unbearable noise I hear.

Active is found; complications are near; stuttering in my voice. A nightmare I once had; a scream; a gun fired.

He spoke the last words which no one will hear for he is dead and gone. If you stay here, soon you will be, too.

Stab me, hit me, and slap me; come on just murder me like you have no feeling. Please end my pain right here, right now. Please, I’m begging you; murder me. Here, I will give you this gun. Come on, all you have to do is close your eyes and pull the trigger. Please, just do it. Don’t you want to end my pain? It will be better this way. I promise you that. No more sleepless nights, no more ‘I want to die’, and no more guilty lies.

Feelings all gone; sounds good, doesn’t it?

Please, don’t you cry. You want to help me, right? I know, I love you too, but this is just too much. I have to go. Lots of people will be better off without me here. You are just doing these people a favor. Don’t walk away, just close your eyes, think of someone you hate. Draw your finger back as fast as you can. You will be fine without me. I’m already dead inside. Let me fly so beautiful and free.

Now maybe you will understand. Come on, just do it. I’m on my hands and knees, begging you. I will always be there if you need me. Just close your eyes and think of me.

What is there to do? Either way you’re going to lose somebody you care about, something you’ll never doubt. When you look into their eyes and tell them it’s okay to cry. Every little thing we did and the things that we hid. It hit me in the face; damn, I’m part of a murder case.

I can’t run and I can’t get out. There’s no reason to scream or to shout. It’s hard for me to let one go and I keep telling myself I know. I can tell how you feel and I know everything is real. You know I’ll always miss you and you know that’s the truth. My feelings will forever grow and later down the line, they’ll show how much you mean to me and how much I wish we can be forever together. Separate in my sentences, never.