Voices

I gaze at the mirror, fists tight and knuckles bloodied

. My soul is racked with inner turmoil that is brewing like a storm.

The darkness is taking over.

WHO ARE YOU?!

No one…

WHO ARE YOU?!

No one!

WHO ARE YOU?!

NO ONE!!!

MyΒ wailing reply, echoing into the heaviness of the night.

What is your worth?!!

Nothing

Nothing

Nothing

So where do you belong, my little pet?

I respond. A drawn out hiss as the icy shadows swallow me down to Hell.

The darknessssssssss

Β© J.G.

 

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