The Prisoner

Emerging from nothingness, I opened my eyes to find myself yet alive. Motionless , Through the windowpane, sky stared at me and I lied staring back at sky. A redness glided in clouds, sun was not to be seen yet,twilight was claiming me. Another day was beckoning me but I dreaded to follow. I knew a night awaited after it, I knew it soon would be engulfed in a darkness and the night would overcome every moment of happiness. My relief would be clouded in my screams and agony of my solidified blood being scratched to flow,crawl,tickle and burn mercilessly.

The film of last night's tortures stroke my mind like a stab wound.It was then when I realised that I lied in the pool of my own blood.I could see my reflection , the very red , in the red surface. I could feel my body scathed,I could feel my wounds burning,I could feel the pain.

Though pain came, though agony was brought by night , to be frank,I had started enjoying it.
It had become an indispensible part of me.I had made a habit of being wounded everynight,by those who call themselves "civilised"

I got to search for some place to wash down the remains of my beloved blood,to caress my wounds,to kiss them.The blood that flew through my body once in a strong affinity, resided no more.A warmth it provided in me , but now a numbness was crawling. A grim coldness had embraced me.I could not feel my heart beat.But I knew I were not dead , I was yet alive.

Sullen at my confirmed survival I got to my feet to roam around in the castle.The place was gloomy as ever , painted in the blood of who knew how many prisoners, innocent or guilties.I had searched for years for a tiniest part of life other than me,I had searched for a company here,
a being like me , subjected to an agonised death. But nobody , all except for me resided in this tower,resided trapped between these walls bloodstained............

Long , long ago was it. I had killed her. She was my wife.I could see the scenes of that dreadfull night just like the fossils of a nightmare which exist even though the nightmre flows out as soon as we open our eyes.

She was ill. It was another of those time periods which grabbed her in the arms of pain.She told me she could bear it no more. She asked me to kill her, end it all. I could not see her like that,I loved her. And,hence, I killed her. With my sword I slayed her. And ..................I was tracked,I was caught,I was imprisoned. None except me knew that she welcomed death. Since very then I was punished for freeing a soul from a rotten ,aching body.

.....................Walking across the tower I realised that I could not trust my legs for long. And again I lied down over the numb floor.I lied ther with my eyes open but staring at nothing, just dreaming. Thinking of my past I broke into sleep again , dreaming strange dreams I slept. And when I opened my eyes again, a bleeding reality stood and faced me. Night had fallen and I lied in the very chamber of punishment , surrounded by undesirables.

So.......it was about to begin . I could see the tools of my destruction.And, thnking of death I closed my eyes again.Wishing ..........I need not see another day.