Second Stanza : Four Times Over
The walls in this room are white…a relief. It's nicer now, without all the mess. Maybe, I should clean up a bit…? I stood from my place on the floor, legs still weak, but thoughts were clearing, and my body grew stronger once more.
I began my long trek across the living room, around the table where I spent countless hours at work studying for meaningless exams that were put before me in school…school, it seemed like years ago…
IToday, class, is the exam over Animal Biology,
Geometric Fractals…
Astronomy…/I
"Enough." Why did I say that out loud…? There was nobody to hear me. Then again…I was hearing a voice. It wasn't mine, was it? I couldn't tell…my mind must still be a little hazy.
It was then that I realized I felt…dirty. Yes, unusually filthy, a feeling I despised more than any other…I should really find a mirror. Where…we must have had mirrors in this house at some time, right?
IIt's in the bathroom…/I
"Who's there!?" I spun, looking for the voice's owner…but, the voice didn't come from anywhere…the voice…was it…not in my head. Couldn't be…I'm not insane. I'm NOT insane.
Yet, I couldn't resist listening to the voice, following it's directions. And into the bathroom I went…and there it stood. Me.
My vision of myself was much different than the mirrored figure before me…my memory showed me as an innocent child, clean, pure…I stared into the man before me…, this couldn't be me. Caked in blood, my eyes red, my skin pale…how pale…when was the last time my flesh saw the light of the sun?
No memory….
INone at all…/I
That voice! That ominous echoing voice! It came from…my hat? I had…a hat? The mirror man wore one…did I as well?
Reaching to my head, I felt it. Rough and leathery, I pulled the red hat from my head.
IThe four star ball was grandpa's…
Here, Gohan, this is for you…
This will help you remember me..
Remember me…how you killed me!!!/I
"Father!? Is that you? DAD!" I dropped the hat, looking frantically around, in search of him, where was he? I heard his voice in my head, clear as day. He must still be alive…where…?
IWhy do you search for me now…
Now…traitor./I
I began to weep, falling to me knees I clutched my face once more and sobbed, soaking through my palms and into my bloodied shirt.
"Daddy…I didn't mean to…Daddy I didn't want to hurt you, or Mommy…I didn't…"
IMurderer! You killed me…
Your mother…
Your friends…/I
I wailed and screamed, thrashing my body across the floor and into the cabinets, smashing them to pieces with my force, regaining control I sat up and looked to the ceiling…
"Father…Daddy…why? What did I do…?"
IFoolish child…to think you are mine…
You…are…mine…/I
"Where…where are you Dad…Daddy?" I could hardly control my words through my tears, my tongue was lose in my mouth, the muscles no longer under my control.
IAt your feet, son…
The same place I lied…
When you killed me./I
Looking down to the ground, I saw it…the four-star dragonball given to me Daddy, who had gotten it from Grandpa…
II am here with you now son…
I will always be here…
To remind you…
Of how you Killed Me…/I
The walls in this room are white…a relief. It's nicer now, without all the mess. Maybe, I should clean up a bit…? I stood from my place on the floor, legs still weak, but thoughts were clearing, and my body grew stronger once more.
I began my long trek across the living room, around the table where I spent countless hours at work studying for meaningless exams that were put before me in school…school, it seemed like years ago…
IToday, class, is the exam over Animal Biology,
Geometric Fractals…
Astronomy…/I
"Enough." Why did I say that out loud…? There was nobody to hear me. Then again…I was hearing a voice. It wasn't mine, was it? I couldn't tell…my mind must still be a little hazy.
It was then that I realized I felt…dirty. Yes, unusually filthy, a feeling I despised more than any other…I should really find a mirror. Where…we must have had mirrors in this house at some time, right?
IIt's in the bathroom…/I
"Who's there!?" I spun, looking for the voice's owner…but, the voice didn't come from anywhere…the voice…was it…not in my head. Couldn't be…I'm not insane. I'm NOT insane.
Yet, I couldn't resist listening to the voice, following it's directions. And into the bathroom I went…and there it stood. Me.
My vision of myself was much different than the mirrored figure before me…my memory showed me as an innocent child, clean, pure…I stared into the man before me…, this couldn't be me. Caked in blood, my eyes red, my skin pale…how pale…when was the last time my flesh saw the light of the sun?
No memory….
INone at all…/I
That voice! That ominous echoing voice! It came from…my hat? I had…a hat? The mirror man wore one…did I as well?
Reaching to my head, I felt it. Rough and leathery, I pulled the red hat from my head.
IThe four star ball was grandpa's…
Here, Gohan, this is for you…
This will help you remember me..
Remember me…how you killed me!!!/I
"Father!? Is that you? DAD!" I dropped the hat, looking frantically around, in search of him, where was he? I heard his voice in my head, clear as day. He must still be alive…where…?
IWhy do you search for me now…
Now…traitor./I
I began to weep, falling to me knees I clutched my face once more and sobbed, soaking through my palms and into my bloodied shirt.
"Daddy…I didn't mean to…Daddy I didn't want to hurt you, or Mommy…I didn't…"
IMurderer! You killed me…
Your mother…
Your friends…/I
I wailed and screamed, thrashing my body across the floor and into the cabinets, smashing them to pieces with my force, regaining control I sat up and looked to the ceiling…
"Father…Daddy…why? What did I do…?"
IFoolish child…to think you are mine…
You…are…mine…/I
"Where…where are you Dad…Daddy?" I could hardly control my words through my tears, my tongue was lose in my mouth, the muscles no longer under my control.
IAt your feet, son…
The same place I lied…
When you killed me./I
Looking down to the ground, I saw it…the four-star dragonball given to me Daddy, who had gotten it from Grandpa…
II am here with you now son…
I will always be here…
To remind you…
Of how you Killed Me…/I