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Rated: 13+ · Monologue · Emotional · #1110666
This monologue developed into a much more in depth feelings of an event.
You think that I could just forget?
You think that I could just go on
with my life?
You think that everyone just let it go, right?
RIGHT!
Well, not me!
How could I? You showed up
everywhere I went! All the schools I
tried so hard to disappear into, but no!
You enjoyed the torment and fear
you caused.
In the parking lot you drove right past me.
I saw you there. Looking, watching, waiting.
I knew what you wanted. You just
Loved the fear and pain you caused.
Why? Why! WHY!
That stare, icy and cold.
You know the one I am talking about.
At one time I thought they were beautiful and blue,
but now those eyes are just full of hate, anger,
and emptiness.
Look into mine!
LOOK!
Huh? What do you see?
Love? Hate? Pain? Fear?
REVENGE!
Too bad when it’s all over you won’t be able to see the relief.
You ruled everything in my life
and now I’m here to take it back.
All those sleepless nights
I spent tossing and turning looking
out my window just thinking you were there.
Once you were. Remember? Huh? I do.
That ugly car you drove right up my driveway
parked right beneath my bedroom and sat
there for no reason at all. I think
you were just sick
No more wondering if someone’s around the corner
or who’s in the car behind me.
Yes, that’s right. I saw you all those times
you haunted and tortured my frail mind.
No cop could save me because you name is
so damn common and I never want to make a
scene or start trouble,
but I did press those charges didn’t I?
Ruined you precious reputation. All those
girls you hurt came forward didn’t they?
I was a hero, all but to myself. If it wasn’t for your uncle
you’d be in jail. But where in ole Judge Chamberlin now?
Not here is he? I use to be afraid, but now
I’m not.
I’ve conquered my fear
and plan to induce it on you!
Every cut I made I want you to feel the pain.
Remember that knife? The one you carried around?
Oh I forgot no it was yo boys’ who cut me
against the locker at school because you said to.
I remember. I know it was real because you asked if
it hurt. Well you will find out.
Every year I went by living miserable I want you
to feel it too.
How?
For each slice of my life you took away,
I’ll take a slice out of you!
A slice you say what do I mean?
A sliver, a piece, a chuck, a section of flesh
I wanna watch you bleed and watch you
squirm. See the pain in your eyes as blood
rushes out your open wounds.
I’ll savor every second and cherish every moment,
but still through all this I’m about to put you through
all the way until death you’ll never know
how much pain and fear you put
Me through.
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