A shot of pain runs down my neck. It stays.
Pretty soon, the same pain will rapidly spread from the left side of my body too.
Like a nuclear bomb drop. Over a silent and unsuspecting ordinary day. It falls gracefully. Serenely, almost as if it were a gift from God.
But the aftermath...deceptive. In seconds, the pain runs all over.
And the thoughts will run.
A mind lost in confusion. Incomprehensible towards the quiet devil.
That stands steadfast with grace over the torture chamber.
The chamber of emotions. The cruel games of the mind. The neverending bout of questions. Questions that pierce through the soul, leaving it to bleed.
Only a fox could live through it.
I am no fox.
I am but only an innocent mind struggling to keep sane.
Trying with immense difficulty to build a barrier, a sanctity for the pure virtues...
So that it stays pure.