Dead

Author's note: When reading certain parts of Jekyll and Hyde I just feel off. I wanted to go off of not feeling quite right in this poem. I took the ideas of eyes, the faceless dream, and the girl screaming in the road after Hyde trampled her, and put them into this poem. It's supposed to make the reader feel wierd because it doesn't really make sense. It's sopposed to be evil taking over, but in a calming way...it's hard to explain. But overall, I just wanted to make people think about who they are and what life is.

Trudging down the murky road

Life pauses before my feet

The fog entraps me in a sweet lull

The shadows trick me in defeat

They take away my sight

My viewpoint of the world

They steal my difference

My only identity is: girl

                                                   

Panicked, I rub my eyes

But nothing but black stares back at me

I feel my face turn to dirt

And slip through my fingers to become one with the Earth

I hear whispers booming at me from every direction

Swaddling me in a blanket of evil

They soak through the shelter that was once my protective cloak

Mocking me and my deepest insecurity

One murmur comes so close

Its low growl drums through my body

It gets inside my head, too strong for me to keep out

It takes control over my mind

And then my heart

This sinful spirit has complete power over my whole being

I tell myself I am no one

I don’t matter to the world;

I don’t matter to anyone

We are all the same, humans I mean

We are born, we sin, we die

I have no soul

I have no holy spirit to keep me full

I am just a mere clone of everyone on this Earth

Faceless, nameless, emotionless

I whip my body around in the direction of a scream

So bloodcurdling to the ear

But I can’t see who needs my help

I run towards them

Faster

Faster

Faster

Until…

I stop dead in my tracks

The cry is everywhere

The cry is my own

I am the one who needs help

I drop to my knees as I realize:

I. am. meaningless.

I don’t feel anything

Not pain

Not sorrow

Not loneliness

Not emptiness

Nothing

Because I am dead

I have been since I was born