The Body

There's a body in my room.

It's just lying in my bed, all curled up.

Twenty One Pilots is playing on the Echo Dot so no one can hear the creaking of the bed while it rocks itself.

It's rocking to the beat.

I found that weird.

I decided to get a closer look.

I see that it's not only rocking, but it's shaking.

It's hands are wrapped around it's arms.

It's fingernails are digging deep in it's flesh.

The arms are screaming in pain, yelling for help that will never come.

I move my eyes to the face.

It's just staring at the empty white wall.

The face is blank, but the eyes are full of pain and discomfort.

I go in deeper.

It's mind seems to be trapped in darkness, in pain.

It's willing to have anything happen to make it stop.

It's wanting to die, but it can't find a way to.

The mind is thinking of multiple ways to kill itself.

I quickly take a step back from the body.

My eyes are full of tears.

I'm shaking, saddened at the

Suffering and pain that this pathetic thing is going through.

I crawl into my bed to comfort it.

I start to wrap my arms around it, but it's gone.

Sitting there I try to figure out what just happened.

Soon I realize that the sad and pathetic thing was

Me

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