Memories bled. They bled. It hurt. Reminding of better times than this. Even when it was horrible. It was better than this, wasn't it? Everything is fine. You remembered something soft in your memory this time. You remember staring into light. It reminded you of a servant of the divine given form as you looked into their face. You couldn't make out their features quite right or how they sounded as they spoke. Their eyes were bright. Their eyes were so so bright. Bright like the moons Bright like a star Bright like a sun Bright as a bulb Bright Bright bright What was the point of Bright when it sparked into stars "Pay attention." Her voice broke through the memory. Your vision corrected. Your head limply against the wall as you sat next to her. "You have to know this, or what are you? More of a mistake than you already are?" Her breath hissed into your thinkpan. It hurts. Everything is fine. The people stared at you Everything is fine You felt it crawling into your flesh Everything was fine She corrected your posture as your skin burned She kept talking again about the next conquest You would think she owned enough Perhaps she was empty too Everyone was ignoring you again You were here and watched as those who blurred together You are supposed to know them You think You dont Everything is fine Eveeyone is in their spots Isn't it All fine All fine Youe thinkpan became fuzzy again, hut you listened the meeting like you were meant to. #writing #horror #abuse #psychological-horror