TWISTED INSIGHT

Are you a hallucination? A figment of my imagination. Just my mind playing it's dirty tricks on me. Twisting my thoughts into thinking that you are real. But then the pain in my heart is all consuming. The memories, too vivid to be false. The void in my soul too big to ignore.

All these threaten to consume me. Slowly dragging and pulling me into an abyss where the sound of my cries are absorbed by it's thick slimy walls. Trapped by the never ending churning darkness of my emotions with no escape. Tears from my brown orbs feeding into my anguish. Black, black, black is all I see. The colour of my aura. Absorbing the little light in me. No light at the end of the proverbial tunnel. No hope, only despair.

Slowly I fade. Gradually becoming a blur of who I was. A shadow of my former self, no longer here nor there. I fade into your indeciveness, demeaning looks and comments that cut me right to my soul. I fade into a puff of smoke, dark camouflaging into the night. Unseen, unacknowledged, underrated and unappreciated. Your presence burning, like acid on my skin. Exposing my insides, raw and vulnerable to the world. Insecurities, hurt and memories all fade into one emotion, shame. My soul drains, my body bleeds from daggers thrown at me, some old, some new. Shards of my being scattered with no one to salvage.

Slave to a master, I sit still. Covered in shame, my head bowed down, knees to my chest, curled into myself. Surrendered to fate humanity notwithstanding.