The thoughts of light had come to haunt her once again, when she was safely cocooned in her darkness.
“Why? Why do they come back?” she cried but there was nothing she could do. She had to face them because they were as real to her as her darkness.
She had left any hope for a bright future and was finally accepting her light-less fate. After falling down again and again, she had accepted her defeat against her demons who were now ruling her from within.
“Let me be alone. Let me be.”
The white glimpses of the happiness, the word she had forgotten, wouldn’t stop tormenting her. They were there to kill the very essence of her soul.
“Please go away. Please, I beg you,” she whimpered, suffocating in the brightness of those thoughts.
They were the instruments of her demons only to end whatever was left of her.
*Written in response to VisDare Writing Prompt.