The Evil Inside: Jekyll and Hyde

Author's Note: During the most recent reading of Jekyll and Hyde the underlying theme that evil is inside of all of us really stood out to me. So I decided to write a poem to portray this; however, I thought a poem wasn't enough to express this. So I made a short story/poem going back and forth showing different perspectives. Not only was this a very new style of writing for me, but it was also very challenging and helped me go outside of my comfort zone as a writer to help me grow.

The Evil Inside

This pain in my stomach has invited a nervous sweat to cover every inch of my flesh. I have to get to the doctor. The sight of an empty driveway drops my stomach to the floor. Nine months pregnant, twenty five degrees, snow, an urgent need for a doctor, and no car. Stepping through my front door with a long journey ahead of me, I am filled with hope and regret.

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One
Just one
Sharp pain
Brings panic
Curiosity
Pure fear

Possibilities flood
Dround my mind
Take control
Hope is lost
Strength surrendered

*   *   *

The cold air takes away the feeling in my limbs and stand the hair on the back of my neck on its' tips. Then, while dragging my feet one after the other, the next one hit. The pain is similar to a knife being thrusted into my gut, and then zig-zagged throughout my stomach. This sharp jab devours my strength and brings me to the hard ground. The next sensation I am aware of is an excruciating ripping in my stomach. Gaining strength to lift my head, I look up...and wish I would have kept my head down.

*   *   *

Blood stains the snow

Brilliant colors

Blur into one

Red

Gray

Black

Nothing

*   *   *

Whatever I just witnessed is out of my vision now. Infact, I am not quite positive that I have any vision at all. But with what I saw I swear it was...it was...no. Impossible. I have to focus on survival. On keeping my heart beating. And then all I can do is wait; wait for whatever I just witnessed to leave me alive and stop ripping away my insides.

*   *   *

Slowly
It comes back
Blurs
Movements
And then,
The look in it's eyes,
Unbearable
Malicious
Demonic
The pain
Slowly
Yet surely
Sucking away life
If only
One brave soul
Save me
Rid me
Lift me
From despair

*   *   *

The nasty creature broke through the last bit of my skin and the cold air met with its derranged, bloody, disturbing face. Its innocent body, yet evil face. But nothing compared to the one feature whose affect proved worse than the pain this creature brought me. Its eyes. The dark red border around the black center of its eyes stared into mine. Could it be..is it possible? I'm staring into the eyes of...of my...of my baby. That's impossible. I've shared a heartbeat with my child, this couldn't be it. The thoughts...the possibilities...are racing. But all interrupted when a blinding light from above glimmers over my body.

*   *   *

Warmth

Hope

Light

Pain lifted

Sufferings

Complete

My rescue

Fulfilled

My baby,

My baby...

*   *   *



As the warmth of the light envelops my body the sensation relieves every ounce of pain being forced upon me. I am graciously given time to breathe, recover, and discover what just emerged from my womb. But before I even allow my mind to jump to conclusions the light begins to bring the demon inside of me to disintegration.

*   *   *

Crumbling

Breaking

And drifting away

The wind carries

Remains

The demonic chaff

*   *   *

No longer is my baby safely secured in my womb, preparing for delivery, and slowly developing. But rather the demon that was once inside of me, now becomes ash; part of the very ground I stand on to always remind me of the evil that was once inside.