Warning-- Mild language
It was staring at me. Just staring, I was terrified but then I realized why? Why be scared of my own imagination? So i tried to remove it from my mind.
One problem.
I laugh, I couldn't remove it from my mind. Well i could have, but that meant killing myself and why would I do that? Hm, why? I DONT KNOW... You tell me you ingenious brain of mine. Tell me, I would love you if you did. Im laughing my ass off by now.
So you cant tell me, YET you are so determined to stay. How incompetent you are brain... Or are you sanity the incompetent one? My brain tells me, are you sure you, your soul is not the incompetent one?
Thats a good one, so i go to my soul.
Hey soul, sup'? I was ya know wondering why are you so incompetent? He replied with a full hearty chuckle and shut his door.
That chuckle still haunts me.I am officially at a DEAD END. Thats it I say, I need to end this now. I pull out my shiny, never been used Semi- Automatic Pistol. I pull the trigger and my soul reopens his door right at that very moment. I talk to it for a moment.
He yells
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!
I cry back. Pulling the tigger, what does it look like?
But why? He says softer then usual.
Because of your incompetence, then I laugh.
Oh I see, did you ever ask your brain that as well?
Yes... I mutter.... Why do you care?
What did he say?
He said "are you sure your soul is not the incompetent one?"
Soul laughs, and you believed that piece of shit? Go ask your sanity and then come back to me.
So I go to my sanity and well.... I found out he IS the incompetent one here.... I drop then pistol and sit down. I give a call to my friend soul.
So sanity.... yeah he admitted to it, to being incompetent and well.... he said he would give actually being SANITY a try.
Well thats good to here. His tone of voice makes him seem pleased.
I should thank you soul.
I suppose so....
Well I say, I should be going my sanity is here. Thanks again!
Any time. He hangs up.
And I no longer just brain, sanity, imagination or soul.
I am a person. A person wanting to live.
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