Broken Codes

The future  It's not that easy- to change into something you're not. But I see myself, the piercings, the tattoos, doing things I had promised myself I would never do. It was just a small turning point, a small heartbreak that I had long seen coming. But it changed me.  I question myself, I was flawless, I was loving, I was caring but now I feel nothing. Every fuck is just a fuck, I haven't made love in ages. I haven't felt love in ages. I look at myself, run my fingers over the tattoos covering my scars on my forearm, it feels different some how, my very skin feels different.  I close my eyes, I wanted it all, once- a family, kids, love, career. Today, I breathe freely. I want nothing more than to be by myself. A deep breath calms me. I wash my face slowly, remembering how I was never free. I slowly scrub at my face, realising there's dirt, there's dirt all around me. I remember who I was once, innocent, sweet, gullible. Suddenly, I feel dirty.  The present It...

The Monster I watch her running through the woods. The lower branches nearly slapping her to the ground. It's almost like she feels me, she hears me, she can sense my footsteps as I follow her. But I am like air, I am like dust, I am like mist. I am there but do I really exist? She stops on the pathway and I can see her pant, her chest heaving, tears streaming down her cheeks, thin long streaks, wet across her face. She is afraid and I am excited. I raise my hand to caress her head. She lets out a scream of frustration and starts her long run away from me, away from what she thinks I am. Monsters aren't real, are they? Monsters don't exist, do they? So do I really exist? The Girl I run, as fast as I can, away through the wooded path. I've done this in a dream before and I cannot stop running because if I do, it will catch upto me. I can feel it getting closer, I can almost see its shadow, I can sense its presence getting closer.  My monster has claws tha...