SERVIETTE

eleven

While reading one of my favorite paper back book I came across a concept of

"Good and Evil are sides of same coin,
When greater the good then greater evil exists too
But all you need to know, when the coin flips"

I've a dual personality as per observation

One: which is really calm, collected, endearing and patience

The other end: sly, cunning, pessimistic and vengeful

At times I talk about cogworks of my Grey matter to close friends
But later I regret for speaking my mind because they'll start to judge every move of mine.

All the same, when you try to be true to your mind, people judge you to be insane.
So nowadays I put on my mask of peaceful end, I don't show or speak of my vengeful end though it surfaces at unexpected moment hundred times more stronger than the last time
But eerily calms down my soul.

I want to find peace in myself and penning down is really helping me.
So I'm gonna pen down what I feel
No matter what you judge me for.

I walk down the path that I know so well
The pebbled path sided with mat of green moss
The gush of wind pushes back my hair

Hmmm~ the serenity when I close my eyes

I feel the cold fingertips of the wind brushing my cheeks
Can anything be better?
Than this.

I open my eyes
Staring at the lush green fields around me, pivoted by trees which is swaying to the rhythm of the wind
Oh so beautiful
Yet so suffocating.

The empty spaces around me
Don't seem spacious atall
Feels like they've their own breath to breathe and figures
The swaying of the currents rhythm closing up on me

Claustrophobia sets in
Vacuum of the nature too is being judgemental around me

I want to scream
Yell until my voice breaks
STOP
Shutting my eyes
Everything goes dim
blackout...

I feel a ray of light warming up my face
I peek one eye
To see the scorching torch playing on my face

Daring me.

I open my eyes and whole place gets lit up
I'm in the confinement of four walls
Roofed by endless sky devoid of clouds
If it wasn't for the edge of the wall
I would've certainly bet on, I'm in the sky, a cloudless sky

I feel a shine to my right
I turn around to see a
MIRROR!!

Why a mirror in abandoned room?

I take a step forward, maybe it's a door.
As I step closer, I find someone on the other end too
Staring back at me
Maybe someone like me
Lost in this room

Maybe we can help each other
But something seems odd

She's wearing the same dress as me

I touch myself
She's touching herself too
But as if a Reflection!
Is she mocking me?

I look at my arms, this is me
I look up at her eyes
Is that melancholy I notice?

"Who are you?" I want to know

The eyes of her, seeps deeper with the melancholy I noticed

"Don't you know who I am" is that a statement?

"No" I want to know you
Damnit, why else I would ask you if I knew you
"I never had the pleasure of knowing you"

She smiles sending shivers down my spine. This isn't what I think it is? Is it??

"I'm you" it's nothing but a whisper
But I hear fine.

This is sick,
I laugh, "What did you say?"
Sarcasm dripping in every word I spout.

Her smile is weany, her eyes harden
"I'm you" she spats

"Ah! An ugly urchin like you, says your me?"

"Then who are you?"

"I'm the most beautiful, passionate and righteous bachelorette" arrogance thickening the tension

"Yet you see me as your Reflection" a sick smile adoring the smile

Prickles my skin in eerie sensation

"You are sick vile woman trying to ruin me" I retaliate

"How dare you?" Hissing, stepping out of the state

Her dress gleaming and streaking in black
Red eyes
Untamed hair
Walking on a cloud of reptiles

"Accept me you bitch, I'm you"

"No, you're not me" even though my spine freezes

"Accept me when I'm being nice to you" roaring and thundering

"Never" standing the ground
Even though knowing that only escape is surrendering

Clutching the neck, face to face
"Accept me, I'm you"
The sickening sweet breath fans the face when whispers reach the eardrum

Tears streaming uncontrollably
"No, you're not me"

"Oh yes, I am" the grip tightens "Oh yes, I am you"

Struggling to breathe
"I'm you"

The wry thin smile on the blood blotched lips and sickeningly fascinating kaleidoscopic deep set of eyes,

"I'm you" on repeat

Ah~ the nauseating scent binding
Feels like I'm drowning....

I wake up with a start, breathing erratically, as if just out of depth

Perspiration thick on forehead

I rush to bathroom, switch on the light

Splash a bout of water

When I look up, I'm staring at someone

I don't know...

For heaven's sake it's the same face staring into my eyes
But...

With widened eyes?

I gulp, it gulps too.

This ugly urchin is my own face

Damnit,

Smashing the mirror to pieces.

A/N: yes TRIPLE UPDATE
Because why not??
Hahaha, I'm rushing, because these manuscripts have been hanging around for quite some time
So thought I would update it quick and take that impending break of mine from Wattpad.

I'm not running away but got really some things to handle,

Thank you so much for hanging around with me
I shall return with further two or three, donno, chapter and then wind up SERVIETTE.

Thank you once again.