My Guardian Angel (Angel!Link x Religious!Reader Oneshots) PART 3

Schizophrenic Dreamer

Your POV

Everyday has been a rough day and I couldn't keep myself up from all of the cruel pain that hurts me. Nobody seems to care while I've suffered so horribly. One, this is because I have zero social skills and two, I was being a stage fright in the middle of the whole crowd.

I am different than anyone else around, which is why I refused to show my face in public everywhere I go by covering a mask or a hoodie jacket. I pretended to keep on smiling through the pain inside as I tried to hold back tears are flowing down like raindrops.

I coped with it all day and night for too long....but no, there's something is not right. I looked up to the blue skies and I asked myself. The question is, what are these strange feelings in my chest? Who do I hate so much? Why am I acting like this? What if they don't like me?

Some of the things that I just don't even understand about how life is....as futile as this. The bane of my existence means nothing to me that I couldn't resist. All the colors of my emotions have slowly drained result because of my crippling anxiety. Is this too much to ask?

Like an echo in the mirror, I can see my own self reflected in front of the glass. When I look at it as I closed my eyes for a second, then opened them and I saw the darkness meets my sides. Both right and wrong, good and bad. Those scary monstrous eyes...they were watching me behind my back. Who is it?

I felt my skin crawl, causing my body to tremble like a leaf. I snapped out of it as I looked around to my left and right. I'm getting scared right now, when I hear a ghostly voice is whispering through my ears. As far as I can see in my very own eyes, nothing is there.

But am I hallucinating? The worst part is I can't get to sleep at night and those dark creepers might haunt my dreams for weeks. When I go see a therapist for some advice, feeling concerned about my mental health that is troubling me these days. Weird...

I was diagnosed with schizophrenia, a psychological disorder that damaged my brain. Having delusions or seeing things appeared in front of me. Was it all just my imagination? The darkness is stalking me and terrifying shadows that lurks inside my mind.

If I were going insane, I felt like these enemies of my subconsciousness won't fight back and the voices are bothering me. I just can't focus anymore with all that distraction from outside as I tried to cover my ears or slap my face too harshly multiple times.

Why did I do that? I think....the whole entire world I see is nothing but full of disturbing noises like potty sounds, car horns, heartbeat...etc. In my own mind, I found it really, really annoying to me. Also, I cannot even concentrate either. It's because I just couldn't get rid of this situation. The pressure is way worse.

Note: Like the 'South Park' episode when Stan gets depressed. He thinks the world around him is just a pile of crap humor. *Ahem* poop...including he starts drinking alcohol. >.<

What I think about the world right now is a big turd. It doesn't seemed like total crap to me. The people in this town are inconceivable animals like tartar sauce, where the grass is always greener. But it made you sick. I just don't understand the meaning of life.

These thoughts are torturing me apart and it's confusing. This is too weird for my taste, I just don't care at all. I mean, what is the worst thing could happen? That's not in my opinion. And why do I have to deserve this? I feel ashamed of myself...oh, brother.

I am being dragged to the abyss as my mental disorder begins to spread, like I was stabbed with a sharp knife. I have no interests, but I kept on daydreaming all day as a coping mechanism when I am not better. I know this may sounds crazy, but it isn't just for everyone.