Iniquity of The Night

A child sits at the corner of the room and stared right through me. A toddler sat on the lap of a girl in her early teens. There's another girl who is between the age of 15 to 16 was standing close to me. All the faces, all of their eyes changed, showed differences yet remain the same. There's fear in each one of them yet, there's darkness in them that's fighting to be unleash. The voice, it's so familiar, I've met the person before, so long ago, in the age of darkness, in the age I was falling in so deep that I could barely see the light. It's saying " I'm back" I can hear the echoing of the voice in my head, among the four walls, I'm letting it in, I'm opening the door. The excruciating pain could be felt, yet there are no visible scars. As I look at each one of them, I began to realise that all of them were me. The memories came rushing in my head. The girl in the white dress, the time I fell so hard, the blood that left me questioning, the days I fell apart, the time I couldn't find the way out. It crumble down on me, I've been alone for too long. I've been dying inside for so long. All this while, I was living in indenial.
I can hear the dark thoughts in my head, I can hear the voices. Positive thoughts are chasing me away, I wanna scream out loud. Through out all this time, I've been holding up for too long and all I want to do is sleep for awhile. Let the world past me by, let the tears fall and let me disappear for awhile. I wish I could let go, I wish I could see my soul, I wish to someday recognise. All the girls in the room thoughts something to each one on the ways to survive. I couldn't give them because my advice is to let go of life. The fear builds up, and all I want to do is sleep. Sleep for quite sometime and not face the world till I'm ready. Yet at the same time I wanna scream, scream and shout and hit myself. I just want to push this all the way...