Bind

***Note***

If you read through this and end up liking it, let me know! I have a few other books that i'm muddling through, and if one get's more response than the others then i will endevour to put more out of it.

Be mindful that this is not 100% as far as grammar and the like. It's difficult to be a writer and an editor for your works and it takes time. I'll get to it when i am able but your understanding is appreciated. =)

-Senirra

***Note***

Gnarled postures glance across the empty canvas of a dimly lit wall. I close my eyes, hoping that the black of my mind would protect my consciousness from what was being crafted before me. I could only hear now. Rapid breathing, acid lancing through my throat as the bile threatened to enter the room around me. I know I’m shaking but I can only feel the absence of sensations rather than the sensations themselves.

It was here.

I can’t do anything can I? I can’t see. I can’t focus.

How did I let myself get to this point? Why didn’t I just turn around and let the imagery that everyone so wholeheartedly took in, sweep me into the rest of my life rather than knowing what else lay beyond the curtain of this endless theater?

It was too late, of that I was hopelessly aware. 

My eyes began to burn at the edges.

It was forcing its way through my mind. I wanted to let it go, to release this wall I had built. It was heavy… it hurt.

Icy mercury leaked into my sinuses as the burning continued, my vision, hearing, even my sense of taste and smell were turning.

 It was winning.

How long could I hold out? What good would it do for me to resist when I knew I couldn’t win?

 I can’t take it.

Too much pressure.

My mind shook and heaved under the weight.

It would break.

I knew it would.

Then let me have what is left of the ruins. I will build it stronger than you would ever dream. Let me go. Free me from this ash you choke me with. Let me loose and I will tear this cheap fallacy around you into the dirt that it truly is. 

NO! I knew I was screaming now, the burning pressure in my eyes was now encompassing my throat. My head spun like the air was void in my lungs. I was sure my cries were pretty loud now that I couldn’t control them.

Laughing echoed in the small space of my mind that wasn’t under the sea waiting to drown me.

Tick… tock... tick… tock…

How strong do you think you are? Can you feel it? Can you bear the weight? It already has your body; the duration of your mind’s rebellion isn’t too far behind. Either you need to fight, or let me do it for you…

I… Can’t…

YOU CAN! AND YOU WILL! Let me go! NOW!