Monsters

Monday, September 14, 2015


And we became afraid of ourselves.  We locked the closet doors that make up the partitioned rooms inside of ourselves.

We picked up our masks, the persona that we were confident, and that our lives are beautiful.  Our lives an explosion of perfect, even better than could be imagined.

The monsters ruled our insides.  Steadily they shredded the carpets, shattered the windows, and captured the beauty.  The beauty was kept locked away in the destroyed rooms.

The longer the beauty remained prisoner, the more it seemed to fade.  And the light seemed to disappear from our eyes, and there was no answer on whether or not it would return.

The monsters crept up our throats and began to steal our voices.  And all that remained was the beauty peeking out of the windows of our souls

crying

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