Brooding: adjective: preoccupied with depressing, morbid, or painful memories or thoughts: a brooding frame of mind.

The Brood

It was a long time ago

when everything

was

literally ripped away from me.

They broke into

my home

stole my family

and

murdered them right

in front of my face.

In front of my

very own

eyes.

Yet, that was not the only

thing I whitnessed

that

night.

That night, so dark and

starless was black

representing death

itself,

I felt my heart being

teared viciously

to microscopic

shreads,

I

saw my world

come

shattering before me

like fragile shades of glass in

the eerie, unforgiving

hour.

I felt my mind blank out,

seeing only

what was in front of me

and what was

happening.

I felt my body

freeze in place, remain

as moving as stone,

and discovered I

could not do anything to stop it all,

I was like a gargoyle,

waiting patiently on the side.

I found that

my soul had gotten lost

in this maze

called life, this game called

survival that now, see I haven't won.

So, here I am,

stuck within the present time,

with everything

haunting behind me

like an apparition sitting

mocklingly on the tip of my

sharp, shoulder blade,

Giggling into my ear,

smirking into my face

tagging along by my side for as long

as I can remember.

The ghost of that night

remains with me

and shall

for the rest

of my

life, until it finally ceases to be.

But, I can assure you,

the memories that hang

spookishly around me

shall never

cease to

exist.

So, now I am

forever stranded

behind the unbreakable gates

of hell.