His name was Graison but nobody knew him he lived in a jail cell or maybe it was prison he used to hide under his bed at the age of six trying to hide from the monsters in his head they said that time was the cure but he found something better the sour the taste the deeper the crave cas substance seemed to numb the pain but he turned into a beast with every sip with every hit he got into fights became his biggest bully he could never admit that he was sorry and he wanted to hate God but that was all he had left besides a bottle and a pipe and now he's got a lifetime sentence living with him and his lies he prayed each drink would be his last he was tired of insanity but he knew he could never change one day soon his body would be swarming with flies he silently screamed out but nobody ever heard his cries I only ever saw him in the mirror that was locked in a closet behind his fear