Introduction

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I layed on the floor, staring into space as images of people flooded my head.

Voices filled my ears, and it sounded like brutal screaming.

I couldnt take it anymore. I needed them to LEAVE ME ALONE.

I scream in horror, and got up and ran into the wall, trying to knock them out of my head.

I bounce back, mats blocking the tough walls.

I looked at the floor.

I looked at everything, and everything was matted.

I looked at the locked door, there was plexiglass where the windows should be.

I felt like a caged animal at the zoo. Ashamed. Scared.

I layed in the corner, where a mattress layed on the ground, with a pillow and a large blanket so it wouldn't be cold in the nights.

The people in my head kept on trying to get my attention, they were so loud I couldnt ignore them.

They were trying to get free. My soul captured them, and they couldnt get out.

They kept telling me that they needed to be free.

I couldnt free them. They took over my brain at some points, and that's why I'm here right now.

I looked down at my jacket, the sleeves from the straight jacket unbuckled, but ready to be snapped together if I go too far.

I cry in the corner, and begged for them to stop.

They never did.

They never will.

Only when I capture them and put them back in my soul.

I have two souls, one is a prison to people who fall out of heaven.

Who had Broken Wings.

I was the guard of the Fallen Angels.

And they were trapped inside of me.

I couldnt let them out, even if I tried.

Usually they left me alone, but I have periods in my life where they won't leave me alone.

Each night they come to haunt me, my dreams.

They come to fight to be free. To be healed.

They could come at weeks at a time, or years.

Many years.

So far they haven't left me alone for 3 years. That's how long I have been in this mental asylum for.

But I'll come out soon.

The Fallen Angels will stop some time.

When angels fall with Broken Wings, I cant resist them, God just puts them in. And I cant resist. I cant refuse. They keep growing in population everyday.

But when angels fall, they become a part of me.

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