Perfect Poison

THE TRUTH

"Go...Away." My lips just barely slurred upon the last, word as the only remaining drop of strength in me was drained. My eyes rolled upwards to meet the walls of stone. Macabre mirrors smiled at my anguish, the floor licked my wounds.

The discordant sensation of my mothers honed red nails piercing my cheek morphed into a dust bucket of ochre grain, almost as if she was never there. The cumbersome whites of her brown eyes sizzled into air, her white fangs blowing away into the shadows. Her appearance draped its outline into  a shifting array of shapes and movements, all gassed into a aphotic cloud of faces.

"Very impressive sir." The stout man applauded from behind, his voice booming long and tall as the shadows.

The skin on my body felt so tight,yet i could feel the skin wanting to crawl away, stagger back up the staircase, and never return.

"Poor,poor girl."

The lashing of the laughs increased volume, enlarging it's size as i lied static. on a cold stone forefront of hell. It was as if they had a remote with all the buttons to keep me away from life, away from love.   Sleep paralysis....it's got to be it-

"Prepare to face your match." the face boomed.

Green,red,white,blue. 

The faces and memories spun in a disjointed gallery of positions, each body and perspective conjoining.  Suddenly it stopped spinning, peeling away the dust to reveal a sinister clone of Ayato. Glass skin and dead violet eyes, bent over neck and bony arms, this heifer of a face began to crawl closer and closer to me.

"How do you like this face dear?" The demon pried, shifting from Aisha to my brother at lightspeed, his face washed away of any emotion, any feeling. Please don't do this.

Suddenly, the floor underneath my legs broke away, and  my body sunk, falling, deep through  into memories my body hitting the shallow breeze of a morning sky. STOP THIS STOP THIS-

I wanted to scream.To cry,to shout,to spit. But i was frozen,spiralling downwards into another universe, my hands and feet tied without rope. It was a living hell i would have to endure. My deepest fears and regrets, all blended into one astral projection.

My head slammed into a heavy tilting surface, brick grey and impeccably high.  Blue horizon, the view of my city, the crumbling arena of illustrious buildings from either side seemed to be chewed down by a force field.  My eyes squinted at the unbalanced dystopia surrounding me.

I turn to the side, and i see me. Literally me 2 years ago, feet dangling over the forefront of the building

It was making this building tilt on its side. And it was terrifying, My legs suddenly wobbled from left, to right,sliding up and down the protective wall of bricks. My knees cracked at their clashes, my head jolts from the front to the floor, draped in pain and remorse.  My breathing weighed from the attacks, my nose became stubbed from hitting the left and right walls, cumbersome in size, and dented with blood. O H   N O .

"FALL." The face chants.

As i only catch a second glimpse of the demon as i once again fall over towards the tilting side of the school.

"Just do it, no one would miss you anyway." It laughs. My legs beat the walls and bricks again and again, my face marked up with unimaginable cuts and grazes, i can feel myself  praying, wishing,wanting a awaya out, as the demon stands perfectly still and balanced, watching the weak of me roll over like a idiot, without power to stop it. I can feel my sight slipping away as the world under me starts to rumble in laughter. "You don't even deserve to live, do you?"