Psychotic
“How can you say that?!” I scream. My yell echoes through the white room. I could see nobody in the room but voices continued to flood my brain. I dig my fingernails into my scalp.”STOPPPP!” I fall to my knees and let out a sob. I’m alone.
I look around the white room that I lie in. There’s not much to it. White, perfect, straight lines. There was nothing inside the room but me.
“Your going insane.” A voice whispers a sort of sing-song way. I shut my eyes and breathe. They’re not real, they’re not real. “Don’t kid yourself.” Another one whispers through my head. “ We are real.” Another one continues.
“Aghhhhh.” I yell again. I clutch my knees close to my chest. I move my eyes around as if I’m looking for something. Or somebody. But I continue to see nothing. My head is beaming with pain. I massaged my temple but nothing worked.
Suddenly another voice crept up behind me.” They all think your crazy.” I jolt sideways to find nobody there.
“ I am not crazy!” I yell back at the invisible being.
“Don’t you understand?” One asks me.
“Your talking to nobody.” Another continues.
“Agghhh!” I scream and kick the wall hard. My foot was overtaken with pain.
I collapse again into a hard sob. “What is happening to me??” I cry. I wipe away the tears falling from my face but they keep coming. “Please somebody help me.”
Silence.
I’m trapped. I’m trapped in an endless void and I can’t escape. This pit of nothingness is killing me. Eating me up from the inside out. This mess of insanity that I got myself into. I dug a whole too deep and I can’t jump out.
I squeeze my legs against my chest and hold them there. I rest my head on my knees.
“Your not crazy.” I mutter,” your not crazy.”