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.

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