Feeling of pain..
I bow my head, moving out of the hospital room and out into the streets. People look around but they don't notice me, once I'm out of the city and into the woods. I allow myself to get lost in my thoughts. Sometimes I get answers, but I mostly talk to myself.
Thoughts of Life...
"I am the Problem..." I say out loud, "Why you say that?" Turning around, I see it's a human. "It's true...Can't you see what I am?" I ask, my voice faltering. The human looks at me, with curiosity and wonder. I drop to my knees, "You can't see me, can you?" I hold my face in my hands as she shakes her head, "I'm sorry I can't...but I can hear you, I feel a presents here. It's not only you but something much bigger.."
The snapping of branches off trees...
"I brought them here...I brought them all out, I'm The problem..." I sob into my hands. The human looks around..."Don't cry, we have to get through this together...Why are you here? What's your name?" I nod even though it's useless, "I'm I'm...I forgot, I forget...I'm here because I died..."
The smell of rotten flesh and blood...
