Maddness

Maddness

A Story by Serenity

What is this feeling I have? That I cannot rid myself of? This longing desire to spill everything out? This sweet temptation, this suculant abyss, that fills every void and crease of my existance with its intoxicating touch. Its malevalent influence surrounds me , covering me in its dark and twisted grasp. Clutching me tightly, not letting the evil within me go. It beckons to the goodness, pulling it out of me, ripping it from my body, from my very soul. Only leaving behind the darkness, the tainted being behind. Suddenly everything becomes so clear, how could I have not seen it before. A brand new insight awakens me and the people around me begin to tremble in fear. All the good I once had has been taken from me, I have been stripped of who I once was. I am no longer the me that I remember. That is some old distant memory. The me that people dont want to forget, but now I am a demented form of what I used to be. The goodness well long gone. The kindness and caring depleted and the honesty and love we once shared lost forever. They say the eyes are the key to the soul but when you look within mine, you find the soul gone as well. The eyes are empty and hollow. Shells of something far greater. Now they glow with hatred and dread that this Insanity has brought upon me. My nails dig into my flesh as I tear myself apart. Raking them across my throat, trying to scratch away this me that I do not like, this me that no one wishes to see. I mall at this body which is no longer mine. I look in the mirror and it is no longer me that I see staring back at me anymore. This me was supposed to stay hidden, never supposed to come out. Now im clawing at my skin trying to escape, but its no use this body is no longer mine. For the Maddness has now consumed it!

© 2011 Serenity


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Serenity
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I understand where you're coming from Serenity, in fact I struggle to keep a simlar side like that in your story, of me inside myself everyday. Lying to myself that I'm the happy, girl that everyone knows and loves. And I believe myself. And like Ameethyblue said you have talent, and I would also like to see a contiuation of this.

Posted 13 Years Ago


We hide in shame, we hide in fear, we hide to never be noticed and it works...Until we of ourselves expose who we are...Life is pain and agiony but to hide who you really are? *shakes head sadly* I know to much of where you are coming from, too much of your feelings that I have felt so deeply. I hide in shambles and hide in contentment only to be scrapped away...Like gum off of a desk...In horrible ways, this is affecting you, yes, I do agree, but let others see the real you and let you make amends with who you are. Even when the sky is gray inside your head, but blue in reality, let that gray be you but let it be a side of you that you can handle, and love as well.

Madness = Me
Sadness = Me
But more importantly,
I = Myself, and no one else is like me.

Remember, it's a phase, just one of your bad days. You will find a silver linging in this Madness. And when you do, I will be smiling, proud.

You're a great person, and I may not know you too well, but your writing lets me in to a world that I want to help, but I won't unless I am given permission. Just never forget: The sun is always shining, just like the unique being that is you.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Oh. My. O.O wowwww... tanaaaa you have some talent...
i liked the VERY graphic discriptions and the ending... but it still left me intrigued so if there should be a continuation PLEASE post

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Hey im lively yet dark, i can write happy but i usually write sad and morbidly depressing. I Love to read and write, especially poetry. I Love Dark And Tragic Stories. I Am A Hopless Romanic. and Musi.. more..

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