Screaming, I hear screams in my head. Howls of anguish and cries of the innocent. Upon the cross I stand, the devil runs amok in the underneath, taking up fellow minions in arms. Lying dormant is the holy, and it continues being so.
I am no believer of faith, yet the shrieks affect me so. Lost, desperate, haunted... countless empty stares pored into me; others pleading for death and release from this worldly hell.
"STOP IT!!" My voice resonates in the hollowness, a soft flicker in the passing storm.
Suffering... so much suffering.... too much...
Too much.....
Darkness overwhelms, and the onslaught of emotions chokes me.
Are we not fellow beings as well?
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