I can’t sleep.
I’m tired of facing every night
With these monsters surrounding me.
But I can’t escape.
Chains encircle my wrists,
Holding me back from reaching
The only light that could ever rid of this darkness.
No… I don’t want to look,
But the monsters are forcing me to suffer through it again.
I see her face,
Alight with the wonder and naivety of a little girl.
“Will you be with me forever, daddy?”
“Of course I will, my little princess.”
I can’t hear my own panicked breaths
With these words being whispered incessantly around me.
Why did I say that?
Why did I think I would be strong enough
To keep her safe?
Why couldn’t I see her wandering off onto that road in time?
“Of course I will, my little princess...”
No, she’s not real.
It’s a lie, don’t fall for it.
Her voice begins to fade,
And the wall of my resolve crumbles to dust.
The constant pull of my shackles is now nonexistent.
Go on now, you can save her, the monsters taunt.
But I can’t hear their lie.
I can only push forward, reaching for that light.
One arm breaks through the barrier,
And I reach... for just a small touch of her,
And I hear a patient laugh behind me,
And the memory flows out between my fingers like water.
They are so cruel.
The chains slither back onto my wrists,
Chains of my shame.
The monsters ridicule me
In thinking I could do it this time.
I know I can’t save her, yet I know I will be tricked again.
I will never escape, I will never sleep.
This is just an endless nightmare that will forever haunt me.