Page 34 of My Dark Obsession
‘Confusion Of The Mind-Confusio De Ille Mnetis’
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Darkness called to me, its cold empty arms open and ready to embrace me as I yearned to give in, yearned to release the burn of anger I held in the pit of my stomach.
The misty draught of death whispered to me in sinful, silky ways of love.
It floated around my seeking soul searching for an opening I kept shut and hidden with the biggest of locks my damaged mind could create.
But all locks erode after time.
I hovered between the scorching heat of Life and the alluring cold of Death. The temptation was constant to give in and join the Darkness in its hunt for revenge and vengeance and release its coiled body of pent-up rage .
It's always there, always with me, assuring me that I was not alone in this anger, not alone in this clouded world of sickness. It slithered across my clammy skin begging for me to answer its desperate call, sneaking in between the cracks that had become more exposed as the years slowly crawled by.
My mind flickered with the different ways of revenge I planned to bring upon my victims like the pages of a book.
So many different ways and various weapons to choose from, each one gorier and more gruesome than the other.
This however, I would always remember. It would be embedded within my mind and soul forever relaying the turn of events.
A shudder ran through my tense body as the hot lava-like blood flowed to the ground, splashing my clothes like a pretty little accessory I planned to wear with pride.
The smell of its coppery iron tang mixed with the humid air, created a stifling smell that caught my breath.
My face stretched with a smile as I looked upon my work of art; the splashes of colour spread far and wide and the mangled mess in front of me would be a horror to most. But to me, it was a glorious beginning, a release of creativity and need that had been building for years.
Something within me had been let free and it wanted, no, needed more.
Tension left my shoulders as a thrill of happiness stretched within me.
The body before me was shrouded in a wet darkness. The voices whispered to me, I ignored them at first, but they became so loud I had no choice but to give in.
Stepping over the spreading puddle of life leaving its owner, I gathered my leaking confused thoughts and shoved them back into its broken box of secrets where even I had no idea what had happened.