Эрика Макаренко

2019-03-02 16:46:30

Demons in my heart

Особисте, Думки вголос

I can feel it. The darkness tightening its grip our my shoulders. I shiver. Hope to run. But I don't move. The chains around my ankles keep me close to you. The demons hunt me, day and night, while I, chained, have nothing else to do, but to listen to their evil laughs. I always close my eyes when they speak, hoping to disappear. But it never works. The laughs are still here. And then I shut them tighter. And tighter. And tighter. Till the bison of the universe appears around me. Beautiful blue, magenta and black palette spins around me, shining, calling me and I'm willing to accept its invitation. I want to dissolve, become while with it. I stretch my arm trying to reach the invisible woman in the universe who's always calling me when the laughs become louder and brutally pill me back. The vision disappear with the soft smile of the invisible lady. *** I wake up in the same room, the chains are still around my ankles and the demons are still laughing. "Why are you breathing?" they ask "Why are you born?" They yell The expression on my face is hard as a rock, I do not react. I am a statue of gold. Shining, neutral and invincible. Yet, a bubble of pain and agony forms in my throat. "I've never wanted and loved you!" Cried a demon. That's when the bubble explodes and my golden shield with it. I fall on the cold floor crying. Tears roll from my cheeks and explode on the ground as the demons are roaring. Then, I feel a hot hand with long dark claws wrap my fingers around a knife. I'm destabilized, not sure what's happening. With a rapid movement, his hand on mine, he sinks the weapon in my skin leaving a long, bloody mark. Three cuts. Right on my wrist. Blood is dripping on the floor forming a puddle around me as the crowd of demons explode into a wild laughter. "What have you done to yourself?!" They chant "You're psychotic" they yell as they dance around my blood. " I've done nothing!! You've done this to me!" I try to yell. But their laughter is too loud for me to be heard. Tears are still streaming down my cheeks as the demons continue to giggle, as the darkness continues to tighten its grip around my weak shoulders. I type those words hoping that those words will be able to form a shield of light. To protect me from the rest of the world. And will my story is sinking in your heart, I cry, my ankles chained. Still dreaming about the faint and soft smile of the invisible lady from the universe.