WARNINGS: Mental Health Issues
I had pushed the bed to the corner and perched myself upon it. Curled in a ball i sat wide eyed and terrified, my limbs twitched begging to pace circles that lead no-where. Trapped in this padded room, no doors and no windows. I want to scream let my voice be heard, but I could not. Mute, terrified and alone, I sit. And thats when the voices begin to chime in...
"Run."
"Escape."
"Kill."
"Harm."
They say. They repeat with more and more gruesome details. Planting images, thoughts, horrid scenarios. I begin to cry. Never aloud, never in reality. Only trapped in my own head. Sometimes I hear one lone voice whisper the good things.
"Hang on."
"Your going to be okay."
"You got this!"
It shouts, as if from a distance. It is quickly drowned out by the other horrid voices. The ones that only want destruction. Yes, the shadows, the demons. Perhaps they aren't just demons, maybe they are mine...
My demons.
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Random short stories
General FictionSeriously just random. It could be poems to longer pieces. There will be NO smut, so don't come looking here for that. It can be Sunshine and gay people to blood, gore and heavy emotional shit. And of corse swearing! I might post half finished thing...
