The wisps of wind caress my skin as i walk through the folds of the night.
With each step i dwell deeper and deeper into the cold.
I hear a voice coercing me to come nearer.
Deeper into the cave of echoing, deafening screams.
I stop and listen. Listen to the cries i hear from below.
I realize soon that they weren’t coming from below
I step closer to see what it was.
I finally catch a glimpse.
I saw a mirror of myself,
Screaming my lungs out
Tearing my skin apart.
I wake to my alarm blaring.
Another day has started.