Shooting upright I glanced around the all white room, trembling I reached for the needles in my skin giving me blood, ripping them out I stumbled from the bed and out into the hall. Everything seemed just too surreal, was I dreaming? Adrenaline burst through my veins flowing like fire, beginning in a slow run I felt like there was something following me though I knew there was nothing. Shaking I continued to stumble blindly down the halls, there was something wrong here and I knew it, there was something wrong with me! Trembling I looked to the end of the hall and recognised the man who had caused all of this. He had caused me to be in the other white room with those haunting green eyes, his cold laughter sent a shiver of fear down my spin. " y-your not here this isn't real" I whispered crumpling to my knees hands over ears eyes wide in fear tears flowing freely. Why would he never leave me alone? I just wanted to be alone!

Crawling in my skin

These wounds they will not heal

Fear is how I fall

Confusing what is real

Trembling I rose blindly stumbling around, " g-go away" I whispered shaking my head. Leaning against a wall I screamed as the voices returned. " GO AWAY" I screamed slamming my fists into the wall, I spun around looking for an escape there was none " HELP" I screamed hoping to find something, someone. But there was no one but him. Blood coated my hands and I looked donw as saw his body on the ground the knife next to him, backing away I trembled " You killed me" he whispered " n-no i-it was an accident" I trembled backing away. I saw him reach for me I screamed.

There's something inside me

That pulls beneath the surface

Consuming, confusing

This lack of self control I fear

Is never ending, controlling

Eyes blank I stumbled down the long white halls, the walls bleeding red. Blood leaked down and dripped onto me and the ground, the walls were beginning to grow smaller, closing my eyes I choked back tears. The walls began rotating I clasped desperately for something to hold only to slid on the blood and fall back down as I was thrown around in rotating circles. Dragging myself forward I tried to find a route of escape only to see none. Trembling I dug my nails into the floor dragging across the red mess and continuing on. Soon giving up I curled into a ball tears running as screams echoed a long with the evil cackle of flames.

I can't seem to find myself again

My walls are closing in

(Without a sense of confidence)

(I'm convinced that there's)

(Just too much pressure to take)

I've felt this way before so insecure

Seeing a mirror in the wall I wandered over and looked at myself. My black hair fell deadly to my waste, blood leaked from my hands and face and eyes. A crawl smirk lay across my features a wild look in my grey eyes. I closed my eyes " that's no me" I whispered "oh but it is" came her voice again "You killed him, you got out that knife and gutted your own father", " no" " oh yes but it is perfectly understandable after what he did don't you think?" I shook my head. "You do remember what he did don't you?" she asked "here let me remind you". I spun around and looked around I was in a different room in the corner on the bed was… me? Then my father came in and it all started happening again. The rape the pain, the agony.

Discomfort, endlessly has pulled

Itself upon me distracting, reacting

Against my will I stand beside my own reflection

It's haunting how I can't seem to find myself again

I screamed before I felt warm hands clasp my shoulders I looked up into familiar green eyes but they were soft and comforting they brought me back to reality. " you are alright now" I heard him whispered. " a-adam" I whispered.