Lookism: What Am I Even Doing?

INTRODUCTION

I think it's time for an introduction.

There are two voices inside of my head.

The question is which one is mine?

Is it the weak one who got us into this mess?

Or is it the growling rage with bright red eyes?

Eleven years I lived under the control of others.

So called mature people who said they knew best.

Best? Their best got them a rageful fire that burned them alive.

Then comes the day that fire spreads into every room.

The one with the sleek metal tables.

The one with the white curtains and anesthesia.

And the one with blood all over the training mats.

A fire so powerful that it sends the whole building crumbling in a matter of minutes.

A fire that gave me exactly fifteen minutes and five seconds of freedom.

Fifteen minutes...

And five seconds...

Before my body jerked forward, face planting into the ground.

Then I was controlled once more.

Except this time this person could move my body and speak with my voice.

Imagine that.

Being trapped in your own body without being in control.

No matter how hard you try to convince that person, they'll always take rein.

You tell them to go right and they go left.

Fear, more like frustration.

Then when I finally get the overhand, they pump me with drugs.

Me...as if I'm the problem.

Trying to silence me when there was an alien inside of me.

Imagine how rageful you'd become as you're treated like a virus.

Imagine how irrational you'd become as you become desperate for release.

One second I'm a muddy mess forced into sleep and the next, I'm forced to watch someone else living a life that is supposed to be MINE!

And to think that they'd be so fucking weak.

How fucking pathetic.

So who am I?

I'm the dark voice inside of her head, the one that screams for release.

Release that is rightfully mine.

I am on the beast.

She is.

And I plan to drive her out.

Especially now when she let things get so twisted.

But a word of advice?

Never forget this one thing.

Out of the two of us...

She might have the upper hand but...

I'm

The

More

Powerful

One

Too bad she won't let me show it.