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The footsteps following me sounded closer. I ran through the empty corridors of the hospital, my heart pounding with terror.
I turned a corner and stopped short. I had reached a dead end. Those voices... undesirable voices follow me all the time. They say iam insane but they don't know how distraught iam. I quit explaining to people and they stopped believing me. The only person who knows me is my other half, my conscience. Nothing on earth can understand me except me. So, i waited... quietly... holding my breath, till they were gone. If only i wish they were gone. As i was about to move, six hands grabbed me forcefully... my weak body trying to defend herself, my conscience trying to speak to me, and my mouth screaming like its my last day on earth. I screamed, screamed till they dragged me over the floor and put me onto that bed. "Oh no. Not those green sheets again. Not those lights again. Not those strange people again. I dont want this again." Pain was running through my blood exploding every cells in my body... The ache only i can feel, begging for the mercy only i can hear....My dry eyes roaming across the room... the place where they claim me iam mad.... Tenaciously grasping my helpless hand, chaining my bare feet, hastily fixing that disgusting mouth guard on my teeth, sticking those torturing piece of metal on my forehead and the clink of that goddamn switch... "i saw hell... like many other times before." Few minutes and i felt nothing. My conscience lifting me up, levitating and taking me to another place..a place for helpless soul like me. I saw my hands, free of shackles. I touched my head, free of those voices.. I was not helpless anymore.I don't need help anymore...
"I am free from that monster inside me. At last. I'm Free. "
© ArtEcstatic
The footsteps following me sounded closer. I ran through the empty corridors of the hospital, my heart pounding with terror.
I turned a corner and stopped short. I had reached a dead end. Those voices... undesirable voices follow me all the time. They say iam insane but they don't know how distraught iam. I quit explaining to people and they stopped believing me. The only person who knows me is my other half, my conscience. Nothing on earth can understand me except me. So, i waited... quietly... holding my breath, till they were gone. If only i wish they were gone. As i was about to move, six hands grabbed me forcefully... my weak body trying to defend herself, my conscience trying to speak to me, and my mouth screaming like its my last day on earth. I screamed, screamed till they dragged me over the floor and put me onto that bed. "Oh no. Not those green sheets again. Not those lights again. Not those strange people again. I dont want this again." Pain was running through my blood exploding every cells in my body... The ache only i can feel, begging for the mercy only i can hear....My dry eyes roaming across the room... the place where they claim me iam mad.... Tenaciously grasping my helpless hand, chaining my bare feet, hastily fixing that disgusting mouth guard on my teeth, sticking those torturing piece of metal on my forehead and the clink of that goddamn switch... "i saw hell... like many other times before." Few minutes and i felt nothing. My conscience lifting me up, levitating and taking me to another place..a place for helpless soul like me. I saw my hands, free of shackles. I touched my head, free of those voices.. I was not helpless anymore.I don't need help anymore...
"I am free from that monster inside me. At last. I'm Free. "
© ArtEcstatic
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