I fly sometimes. I walk on water sometimes.I even die sometimes. Whos to say that my experience in my own mind is a lie??? I stop breathing for hours upon hours sometimes... And suddenly i remember to breathe. Suddenly i remember to care. Suddenly i remember to care about the people who were never there to care about me. I create a world of utopian bliss that fills me with laughter and joy until i am snatched back into reality by some dreaded hooded figure. He never speaks. He lurks amongst the the most darkest of corners and hides amongst the most evil of shadows. Hes never forgotten but never spoken of. He glides so patiently that it almost feels like an honor to have been blessed with his presence... But i know better. I see past the smiles and laughter. I sometimes see so deeply that i fear being traumatized by the lies buried so deep under the surface. Buried deep beneath cold colorless flesh lies the truth of the soul. The laughter the body posesses becomes a stain on the world around them so genuine that it spreads like a virus, infecting all things alive and well. Still i watch. Same hoody, same blank expression. I am alone. I am alone waiting for nothing... and it comes. Nothing always comes. I breathe a sigh as i see it progressing towards me right on schedule as it always is. Smiling.... Smiling so broadly that i smile too. I lose again today as i always do.I smile for the approaching evil as if i have been presented with a surprise gift of my liking. I lose. I always lose. I always will...
