THE MIRAGE: THE DEMONS OF THE DARK
The days for me have turned into my nights, and my nights even darker. Every moment of my life has started making me think, as if I am trapped in a dark, dark dungeon. And, the very moment would then make me realize that the dungeon was my own body. My soul screamed, cried, and asked for help, but the walls of this dungeon were so strong that not even a hush ever dared to escape. My soul wanted freedom. It wanted to freely roam amidst the beauty that the nature offered. It wanted to feel the cool air gush across it, and touch those tiny pellets of water which would strike across the ground, and would reflect back, making someone's lips curve up, forming a wide smile. But to dream this would be far, far away from my imagination.
I blankly stare at my body which was lying in a corner of the darkness, and which has been ripped apart into pieces. My body was shallow, as the things within were rotten now. I wanted to return to that very own body, but it stunk now, it was rotten. The walls of my soul now feared becoming like that, but I, was nothing without that body. As I, was a soul, trapped within my own body!
Darkness was everything that I could see, as far as I could. No sign of light anywhere. I just want to wake up the next day, and think that it was a bad, bad nightmare, as no one can ever dream of this wrath, and neither did I. My only wish was to wake up next to that person who promised to always hold, and never leave my hand. I can't even dream, as whenever I would try to, I would see nothing but pitch black tarry clouds across my mind. I wish my hand to be held again, and be pulled out of this darkness forever. As I, fear, getting trapped here forever.
Being trapped here, now feels like, a time which I cannot count. It feels as if more of me was being snatched away from me, with every passing minute. I felt as if I was losing myself. I was going weak. My hopes to get saved were diminishing slowly, as I suffer more of this darkness. It pained as if I was being ripped apart wildly by the demons. I saw blood oozing out of my body, but I was a soul! How can I even bleed? But I was, and I was able to feel that.
My soul shivered, as I closed my eyes and tried reaching out to the light. I shouted, I screamed, I ran out of it. I just kept running till I could see a ray, a ray of light. Yes! I was able to see that ray. I ran to catch it, and feel it. But again, I felt a push, and was slowly being pulled back into that deep trench of darkness. And I, just wanted a last hope to save myself.
Light fell over my face, as the doors of this dungeon opened, and I saw him, whom I called my own, appear before me, I wanted to save myself then, I extended my hand towards him, hoping for it to get held. It was as if the moment paused just for me. I was no more going into that darkness, I felt myself moving towards the light as I saw that person smile at me. A smile appeared on my face too. I thought that this was the moment when I was going to get a freedom from that darkness. But slowly, I saw that face turning into something very familiar. I tried to recognize where I saw that, but the thing that I realized it to be, wasn't what I wanted it to be. I was drawn towards something, which pushed me into this darkness. I was drawn towards the demon.
I heard "My own" say, "Why did you do this Amala? Why did you betray me?"
I felt a push and I was soon gulped down by the darkness before I could ask, "What was my fault?"
And I was betrayed, and ripped apart by someone whom once I called, "My own! My Dev!"
But I still hope for my hand to be held.
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