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The Garden of Eden was said to be a place of Paradise. An ethereal land of perfection, beauty, and bounty. This place was just like Eden.

But not anymore.

Having bitten the forbidden fruit and had begun to age over time, I have come to see a world of black and white divided into various shades of grey. There are so very many things that are wrong in this world. So many things wrong at home.

Leavemebe.

This atmosphere; this once glorious, comforting sanctuary has become polluted over time. Tainted by aggression, self-importance, ambition, anger, selfishness, and pride. Such things were glossed over, concealed, hidden from our childlike eyes. But now I see the world in shades of grey. Everything is exposed in hideous representation.

LeavemealoneIdon’twant

So much force had been laid upon me. So many demands, not enough time. Each one plies on top of the other, creating more pressure, more anxiety. They weigh heavily upon me; on my chest, on my shoulders, and on my mind. They drag me down, into the deep abyss, far beyond any heavenly light, into darkness. The darkness of Hell, chaos, and anarchy.

Stoppleaseno moreIjustwant

Constraint gathers upon me. The demands have become too great for me. They press against me, burrowing deep into my skin, through the protective muscle, straight to the bone. Such pain, such overwhelming agony! There is no time for screaming though. I must continue, even though no one can hear me. Even though my entire body is on fire.

Whywouldn’tyouletmebe? Can’tIjustbefree

How could such an orderly world be so controlling, and yet so turbulent underneath? How could my own sanctuary be invaded with miasma? My own home into my own prison cell? It seems like every breath I take, more noxious air pours into me, weakening me further. My freedom, my clear air, dissipates. Only the miasma is leftover for me to breathe.

NowheretorunnowheretohideI’mburninginside

So much confusion, so much disaster, so much fury, so much noise. Oh, the noise! Inescapable, it surrounds me, holds me in a vice, and destroys all sense in me, grates against my nerves. An invader, it wrought destruction upon everything. Pound, pound, pound up the stairs, pound, pound, pound down the stairs. Yelling, screaming, accusing, denying, pushing, shouting, crashing, falling, smashing, crying, arguing, banging, changing, scraping, smacking, laughing, shouting, punching, pounding. Pain. Must escape the horrible horrible noise. Can’t block it out, can’t open the window. Noise is everywhere.

Someonegetmeoutofhere.

I claw at walls that I cannot see. I feel them crushing what’s left of me. I don’t need to see them to know they’re there. They keep moving. Closer. And closer. And Closer.

I suffocate. My last breath. Taken from me.

Ican’ttakethisanymore