My feet have been hurting. When I stand still I want to vomit. I can't remember when I felt right. The light makes my head hurt so I stay in the dark. This place feels like a forest. It's peaceful and quiet. It's lonely...
A bit of me feels obscured here. If you came across me you might not recognize who I thought I had been. I've been lost in this place for a bit, or perhaps I had never known my way to begin with.
Eventually I stopped seeing people. My mind began to twist in a grey way. Watched the repeating elements of every sincere face, every imposed value and subjective demand for structured normality. I wasn't seeing people. I saw animals, card board cut outs, cartoon characters...and monsters.
...And then I found a monster. The difference in the day, the disconnection, the alternative value, the fantasy dabbled in reality, the lucid nightmares and broken dreams. Waiting for me all along as if I'd been too blind to see it from the start. But it saw me long before.
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