No More

When I was younger I would roam the woods with out giving much thought to the world around me. I was full of youthful imagination.

I would dream of all the places I would go, and people I would meet as I climbed a giant oak tree that stood out in a field. Sometimes sitting for hours in its’ thick branches enjoying the heat of the day, looking out over the field, watching the small animals play amongst the grasses. I would sit and imagine I could understand the animals, and hear the thoughts of the wood.

There high above the field I would watch the creek flow lazy like through the wood; filled with treasures only young men and women would understand. I knew sooner or later its’ cool waters would call me down from my throne to sooth away sore muscles in its’ cool embrace letting my mind drift to love and happiness. Filled with hope, and pride, and a sense of self worth I would wade through the creek dreaming of the days yet to come. I would roam these sweet waters finding gems as rare as diamonds.

There in the creek I would feel my strength renewed; I would spring from the water and climb sheer walls, laughing with glee at the idea that nothing could stop me. I would run head long into the forest at top speed, jumping down embankments, leaping over fallen debris, always looking forward, never looking back; running till nightfall.

In the night I would stalk the monsters of the woods; soaking up the darkness becoming one with it, invisible to all creatures. Enjoying the sense of utter aloneness; I could be me, the real me here. Where my imagination could run free, and my future was bright, and full.

I am still running forward only now I run on the treadmill of commerce, I still think of the future, one void of 40 hour weeks, and deadlines with the threats of joblessness. I sit high above the paved roads and buildings in a hard chair, looking through a window down on creature less playful than those of the wood. The creek with its’ priceless treasures is paved over, and shut away from the naked eye; the embankments plowed under for parking lots. I now stand utterly alone in a sea of bodies; littered not with the debris of the forest, but of waste. And now I look back, and I no longer see Youthful imagination, but instead Youthful ignorance.

LIES!!!

I was here before you, and I will be here after you. I am but one of many seeing through all. My body of flesh and bone is but one of many incarnations. I live in all things, and all things through me. I alone was there at your birth from that black hole you call mother. I bore witness in your screams to a world void of concern. I pulled your body from the black waters of the lake, there I placed my boot upon your throat and forced my will of life upon you.

O ye Deaf, Dumb, and Blind one, can you not feel my cold hand upon your heart, as it forces blood through the very veins I created to house my essences? Do you not feel how my breath that fills your lungs and the strength of will that pushes you through all things laid before you? Fore I am here, and I lay just beneath your flesh. Can you not see it has been my hands that cuff your ears from the lies of others, covers your eyes from the evils of the world, and holds your tongue against those who do not deserve it?

Look no more through your own eyes, those where given to me long ago. Lay down your hurt and pain it is of no concern of yours any longer. Your flesh no longer belongs to you, it is mine now, and my will be upon it. Do not give into your hate, hand it to me, and allow me to do with it as I see fit. Do not worry any longer, unlock this cage you have placed me in, and allow me to deal with all things you no longer can handle.

Do not weep for it, you are weak and have always been weak. I am not, and will settle all debts owed to you for this life you have been given. Remember I have never failed you, empty your heart, and let me flow into it, I will cut out the pain and fill it with rage. You will be bathed in blood and protected from all that seek you harm. I will give unto you nothing and all things you have asked for. If but you would unlock this cage, and release me. I will consume all that is with in you, hate, anger, pain, fear, love. Open my cage and I promise you vengeance, and peace.

Do not turn from me; I gave you life when you had none. Give to me what is mine. Set me free, and I will allow you to watch as I lay waste to all who have hurt you, all who have sought to hurt you, and all who may seek to hurt you.

My cage is cramped; if you would but let me out I will be still, and quite in you. I give you my word, I will be there only when you need me. If you would but open my cage, I will be gone from you, outside, I can watch for you, help by whispering in your ear the things you do not see.

Can you not see, it is dark in here, and I am scared? Let me out, I saved you, and have given you more than you deserve. Your heart is filled with hate, I can not stand the taste of it. LET ME OUT, You are no longer yours anyway, what more can I do?

Look at yourself. You hate your self, I can give you the pain, and torture you deserve, if you would but give me the keys I will let myself out. I will walk you in to the pits of hell for that is no more than you deserve, think of the people you have hurt, people who you love. Let me out, and I will destroy you, I will give you what you know in your heart you seek. LET ME OUT!!!! JUST LET ME OUT!!!!!!