A/N: This is a pretty strange one. It's basically Wrath going totally insane. I got the inspiration from the Evanescence song "Hello". It's a little depressing and injected with 40 gallons of morbid. Anyway…Enjoy!

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Playground, School bell rings, again.

The long haired boy, who appeared no older than ten, locked in his room deeply absorbed in the effort of consoling himself within his mind. He wanted and wished for the torment of his life or dreams to stop, he began to get confused between his real life and his dreams, and they were pretty much the same sick and twisted blurs.

Rain clouds come to play, Again

He gripped his long hair, clinging desperately for some kind of reassurance while all the painful memories of bloodshed and hurt ran back into his mind. He pulled tighter on his hair, beginning to sob gently while falling to the floor.

Has no one told you she's not breathing? Hello. I am your mind, giving you someone to talk to, Hello.

Wrath quivered on the floor hugging him so tightly that his arms began to spill crimson tears of their own. He smiled manically, almost laughing out loud. The delicate puzzle of sanity in his mind crumbled somewhere in the distance. He cried out again shaking on the floor, while losing grasp of reality.

If I smile and don't believe, soon I know I'm awake from this dream.

The sin clutched his sides, coughing and hacking. Quickly, he lost grip on everything and let out a piercing scream when his eyes that were constantly closing and darting across the room managed to land on the large puddle of blood that he had previously coughed up earlier. He rapidly realized that as well as coughing up blood his fingernails and arms were also sufficiently covered.

Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken

Every time he left whatever security his room provided, he'd make as if he were a normal, but happy child. Continuing his days so that only to completely break down again after retreating to his mind and abolishing the lie he put on every day.

Hello I am the lie, living for you so you can hide. Don't cry.

Wrath had been lying on the floor tightly closing his eyes. Suddenly he opened them to see his wrist, clenched by his hands, and leaked blood all over the floor. Wrath panicked, propelling himself into the corner of the room pushing his legs against his chest. His breathing became erratic and he brought his hands to his chest, than his face and he screamed. His voice pierced everything and the sin fell to the floor wondering if he was really, finally going to be free.

Suddenly I know I'm not Sleeping. Hello I'm still here. All that's left of yesterday…