I was sitting in class when I wrote this. What scares even me about this is that I wrote it without realizing it. It is a dark piece of work. It is meant to be read as if an excerpt from a story. A scary story albeit. Please give creative criticism. If you feel that you must flame it, give me an actually reason. Don’t just say it was dark, creepy , disturbing and just plain wrong.
Close your eyes. Welcome the darkness that clouds your vision. That delicious darkness.
Drawing you into its being. I can see you crave for the comfort it possesses.
Unconscious.
You’re alone and troubled. You can not seem to believe your situation. That you are now trapped inside your psyche. As you watch through eyes that were once your own. Something or some one has taken control, and changed your image to its liking.
Control.
Have you gained control? Or are you just fooling yourself. You have. I can see you like these alterations, but are too shy to show it. Your characteristics have, changed. Mind.
Your thoughts have become insane. Is your mind cracked, shattered, torn? Thinking of something that is a taboo to your kind.
Change.
Style was something that never occurred to you before. I see. Changing your look more so than the person who took over, possessed you. They are nothing more than a conscious in the back of your mind now.
Fight.
Fighting against you, is it not? You’re losing your control. It creates fury. Burning your soul in such a manner as to make you fight harder. Scratching at your body. Trying to get rid of that presence. Ruthless in your attack upon yourself.
Pity.
It's a pity that you have yet to realize, that the presence you fight with is a shield you made yourself. To protect you.
Waking.
You awake after the sun has cast a leering shadow on all that is around you. As you wake, you wonder if this was all a dream. Looking down upon yourself you see dried blood. Scratches cover you entire being.
Laughter.
There is a laugh that tells of a malevolent pleasure. You swing your body around. Looking for the source of the noise. You notice you are in a place so foreign it almost seems familiar.
Awake.
You awake with a hidden wondering. Everything seems so…. out of place. Oh well, you think. Not quite registering what has happened.
….. Now I leave you my companion, but, was this all a dream or reality? Never forget that I am apart of you.
Part 2 has been added as the newest entry.
 Tenshi Makai · Sun Nov 11, 2007 @ 09:34am · 1 Comments |
