Truth

Something Stolen

Truth… what is that?  Something that haunts you… sticking to your skin and leaving a film that you can’t wash off…. something you search for in the whirring blades of a ceiling fan… hypnosis sets in and the blades blur… or maybe its the weight of water pressing against my eyes… why did she have to go? Who took her? Why her? She’s gone!

This hole in my chest begins to burn… that reminder of her absence… I am not a man! I am a weak… I am infantile… I saw the knife… I saw her face.. I saw what he did.. and all I could do was watch…. terrified… stuck as my feet seemed to bond with the wood flooring… happier times… we installed this together… even though we’d never done it before…we did it… together… happier times… before him…

I need a drink… hide in oblivion… I can’t get his eyes out of my head… cold… bloodshot… I saw him… I stared into his face for an eternity… this monster that had taken all I had ever cared about… covered in crimson colored hate… smirking as he walked away… leaving me still frozen to the floor… with nothing but her looking up at me.. eyes empty… a look of sadness and fear on her face…

I didn’t move… I fell… right onto my knees I fell… onto the wood floor… our floor… warmed by the last staining remnants of her… I can still feel it… saturated into my clothes… only it’s getting colder… my eyes are burning… dry… sound comes back into my world…

I have to find him… she is gone… taken from me… I will find him… I will find everything he has ever loved and I will take it from him… he will feel this pain… he will know paralyzing fear….

I have to get up… move…. find him….

The night is wrong… it’s sticky…. I could flay my skin and it would still be there… saturated… etched deep beneath the surface… I have to find him… she would want me to find him…

Into the darkness I run… he’s somewhere out here…. probably watching me right now… I don’t care… if I find him… WHEN I find him… nothing will save him…

The block is quiet…. the houses dark…. none of these people realize the horror that has taken place minutes, hours, an eternity ago… each street lamp takes me further away from her… and I see him… off in the distance… he’s already made it into town… I freeze… through the fog and haze he sees me…

His smirk seems to melt the ice binding my feet…. I run… straight to him I run… nothing left to lose… and there he is… standing face to face with me…. reflected off of the pristine glass doors of the grocery we shopped at every week… defiantly staring at me… waiting on revelation… waiting on understanding… waiting on truth…