Fury

I think hell is finally froze over,

Because i think i've lost it.

Every bit of my Sanity.

Every ounce of possible redemption.

Gone.

Shattered.

The flood gates have been opened,

And before i even realize what's happening...

I'm crying.

That sliver of a crack was all it took,

To burst decades of hard work.

I wish i could wake up.

I wish it was all just a dream.

But this is real

And there's no such thing as wishes...

Wishes like unsealed promises.

Promises... are but words,

And words but wind...

Do not give me false hope,

Your words mean nothing.

Damn them.

Damn all of them.

They broke it.

And before she knew what was happening,

She turned into the very thing she feared...

A monster.

The room no longer stood white.

The walls bled black

The ceiling shuddered.

It seemed to be expanding and rolling...

Feeding on her rage.

Gaining strength from her undeterred spite.

Trembling.

Shaking.

Engulfed in madness.

And then it all went still...

And curled into a ball,

in the middle of the destructive aftermath of her rage, is where she lay.

Her eyes dull and unseeing.

Staring blankly into empty space.

And like the room,

Her heart goes still...

Written on the floor,

Carved in blood

The shudder of the letters

‘Look what you’ve done.’

By the illustration of her forced scripture...

Lies her very being.

For all the world the see...

Damn you...

Damn all of you...

‘Look what you've turned me into.’