Forever WaitingMature

To end up like this, one can hardly imagine.

The pain, the suffering, the loss of one's moral values.

The walls around me are cold, dark and devoid of life. I can't see anything past these walls. These walls are my eternal despair and my only comfort.

These walls... These walls...

To develop a taste for flesh and a need to murder. To awaken to darkness and to sleep through the darkness. The pain I feel in my heart doesn't seem real. Nothing seems real anymore. I'm trapped within the confines of my mind and I cannot escape.

To escape... To escape...

I can feel it, the cage imprisoning me, but I cannot see it. This cage holds me so that I may not lose myself. Every so often I feel the urge to vomit, but I hold it in. The smell of the room is delicious, dried blood and rotting flesh. I would give anything to be able to taste it. Even my sanity, if I had any left.

They whisper... They whisper...

A woman enters the room. The ensuing light that flees into the room burns my eyes as they try to adjust to the sudden change. The woman walks over to me. She cups her hand around my chin and tells me that I'm lucky. That I'm special. That I'm the only one who could survive up until this point. I was her favorite, and it made me happy. She rewards my effort with a slab of skin from a recently deceased subject. I indulge in my gift as she gives me a sickening smile. She leaves the room and shuts the door.

I'm special... I'm lucky... I'm her favorite...

I don't remember how much time has passed, but it feels like a substantial amount of time. I know this from the ever-increasing amount of hair around my mouth. My beard has grown to about half the length of my face. I don't even remember how I arrived in this place. I don't remember why. I don't remember who. All I remember is the joy I get when I see her face and the feeling of emptiness when she leaves me.

Don't leave me alone... Don't ever leave me alone...

Tears flood my eyes the more I think of her. How I miss her. This skin isn't enough to satisfy my cravings, but it'll do. Until our next meeting, I will wait patiently for her. I will wait all of my rotting life for her face to reveal itself to me again.

Forever and ever... My love in waiting...