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Feb 2020
She smiles sweetly
Her nametag reads
SOLITUDE
And she follows you
Through crowds
Whispering in your ear
Quietly
Yet drowning it all out
"I am with you"
She smells so sweet
As she gently places fingers
Around your shoulders
And you stiffen
"Relaaaax"
You relaaaax
Where did everyone go?
Her fingers tighten, tighten,
Massaging away the crowd
"I am with you"
She turns your shoulders
You walk towards a blackness
Blindingly bright blackness
That burns the eyes
"Here"
She is hissing
Fingers around your shoulders
Digging in and biting down
Fingernails slowly sinking
In and down and in and down
"I am everything"
The blackness deepens
The blackness thickens
The blackness burns
"You are nothing"
Something presses to your back
A ****
A hard, sharp, thin ****
Pressing to your spine
Harder, harder
Growing against and into you
Slowly piercing, ever growing
You cry out
"I will ******* to DEATH!"
Her **** gores your spine
Searing and scrambling
Your guts and lungs
"YOU ARE NOTHING"
The bloodied, pointed head
Emerges from a burning hole
Up through your chest
Pointed to the blacked-out sun
This is the end
The end
THE END
Written by
Cydney Something  32/F/Portland, OR
(32/F/Portland, OR)   
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