I dragged myself into my room. I didn't trust myself alone, but I can never escape the enemy. How short happiness lasts, and the short span of life-- hell, what use? I unwound myself onto the matress. Undoing the knots in my tearducts. Silent cries crecendo into hysterics. Thrashing inside my bones whilst old lullabies replaying in the back of my head. The Hyde inside me caged inside this disgusting flesh Sweating throug my eyes with the struggle.
Collapsing onto the floor as my organs shook, feeling my stomach split open. Failure veiled my eyes, bathing me in it's ugliness untill my pores absorbed it once more.
If this is life, what more is hell? Warnings from my woken mind holding onto Hope. Mortal's weaknesses.
The demon inside undid the torment. Ejecting vile from my tongued chamber, and I am free.