Do you fear to look past the curtain,

Do you fear to look past the curtain,

To look past the viewing hole,

To fear what you may see?

Which would be the truth.

The horrors that lie in front,

To be covered by such a simple cloth,

And in fact a cloth torn to bits.

Why do you fear it?

And why do you pretend it’s not there?

It is as clear as day.

Sit in your chair as the beast speaks in tongues you do not know,

But you know what it is saying,

“Why did you leave me like this? Why did you curse me with this rotten flesh?”

Everyday it keeps you up with its moaning and grieving.

Haunting your thoughts and haunting your dreams.

You don’t know what it is but you do know it wants you.

You fear to see the creature for it might leave you angry and bitter or sad and depressed.

But yet it continues to speak and it continues to talk to you and only you.

Why can’t anyone else hear it?

It is loud enough to wake up a city,

But yet it doesn’t.

Why does it choose you to hear its cries?

Why does it choose you to haunt?

Why can’t the monster rest in peace?

You try to curse it out of your mind.

You choose to ignore it but you know it is still there.

It does not beg in sympathy but it does not sound of pain. It sounds of anger and guilt.

“Curse you wicked spawn of man. Curse you and your devilish deeds.”

What does it mean?

You pace and pace,

But you can’t think.

You tremble for your life but you stand in annoyance.

Why don’t you leave?

Why don’t you get rid of this pest?

You are chained to it.

If you didn’t hear it,

You would start to panic and fear that something bad is happening.

Do you fear to look past the curtain?

To look past the viewing hole,

To fear what you may see?

Which would be the truth.

For the truth is what lives deep with in you,

Lives in your mind and heart.

This thing is the conscience of human.

No one is safe.

All suffer from this creature of the mind.

It is your own jury.

It is the evidence that only you hold.

What you choose to do with it is your own choice,

But prepare for the punishment that you will face along the way.

For no one can escape from the torment it brings,

For you have been sentenced to life with it.