Lost and on the verge of repellement you were, onto the abyss’s doors you were knocking and discarding all that ever mattered to you. All senses began to crawl out of your limbs, cold your heart went, dead you were not, but alive with a faithless soul hanging with a thread you wandered a lonely dream. Dead among the living you were, or were it the other way around? What matters and what doesn’t you wondered. Whispers of the dawn you constantly awaited while carried with senseless and sleepless nights, smitten by the hands of the devil you fell, under the spells of the elders and broken chains. Chains of glory and the mystic tales…

Riddled yet not so consumed by what’s told, you began to wonder and question the worth of all what seemed important to you. The more you thought about that, the more confused and messed up you’ve became, denying the simplest of matters and rejecting the honesty of the ones that kept your company once, you had no one to lean on and no one to put your trust into. Tears won’t fall, sky won’t rush and time won’t pass, everything was mixed into a mosaic of undefined traits and depth, nothing seemed the same to you. You were trying to maintain a sense of sanity while chasing dreams of craze, fetching what felt real and losing it all. A State of denial you lived, a state of lies that you created for yourself to believe and be drawn to endless sorrow and sadness that and step by step it was turning into madness. That’s how you slowly turned out to be a lifeless jaws eating up every ounce of happiness that once marked your life…

Despite it all, You used to lighten up with a smile a lot … they say “the saddest smiles the most” and with that you were more dazzled and puzzled … for you didn’t know happy or saddened you were, was it really a light that shined out of your face or a shade of darkness bestowed on you by crying angels. A sense of straight up thinking mind you fought to maintain and staying awake you struggled to remain. To hold onto what you treasured the most, to replenish what you once have lost and grasp the reality and chase away the illusions that trapped your wearied up soul. Thus you looked and searched for something to ease up the mind, to tear down the madness you constantly lived and chase down the craze that hazed your empty dead Gaze…

“Wrap it up already and stop blabbing around …” the boy interrupted the remains.

“Don’t rus… I’ll be happy to indulge” The remains said as he was afraid. And then he carried on…

While wandering aimlessly trying to unfold what’s left of your story and carrying out the look up for the thing to mend your broken thoughts, and when you started to give in to despair. Yet amidst all that mist you found a shore … a shore to anchor your tired sanity, to lay it all off and let go what bothered you the most. Within all the chaos that you were living, you stumbled upon scattered shiny objects that seemed pieces of a broken mirror. And weirdly enough they reflected fragments of grey images and housed what seemed an undefined story or pieces of one at least. As you finished putting the pieces together, you cleared a space for it and you sat down. You looked at it for hours and hours, your reflection that is, and evidently you came to dislike what you came to see because you were even afraid to look at yourself in the eyes and couldn’t accept that mere despicable reflection was yours, in the process you pitied yourself and that’s when you began to blame every living soul that has ever crossed your path, not realizing that was only your fault from the start… As you sat there in hellish silence, many questions raised within your head, what went wrong and when? Is this how you are going to spend the rest of your miserable life? How to bear with such a cruel existence? How to wake up at morning ad face the reality that you are constantly running from? Just how… !!!

As your mind was bombarded with all kind of questions you were slowly drifting away and shutting everything out, you began to look at your image and slowly imagining the possibilities, if that mirror doesn’t hold just a mere reflection and there is more to it than meets the eye. Illusions and alternate realities were building up, you then began to confuse the simplest of matters and you just gave in, ending up to believe that you were looking at something greater than yourself, for you chose denial in the end my friend, and with that you laid the foundation for your own coffin, and that coffin of yours became the cradle of mine. At that precise moment I came to know life, for you my dear friend allowed my existence. It was unreal for me at first , it all seemed blurry to me because I was just like a new born being, With me being alive only within your head, it took me a while of course to realize that I exist. And after that it was just a journey of boredom, endless fury and rage with you. As I was there watching you glaring at your own mere reflection, trying to run away from every real thing you have had and creating me with selfishness trying to consolidate yourself as a result of your own cowardness .

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You had everything, a body, a life and an identity but you were throwing it all away to waste. So I decided for the sake of our well-being that I would take over everything you had and save what’s left un-ruined by your hands. Thus I waited patiently for your demise …

The more you stared and looked at the mirror the more crumbled down you’ve became. And bit by bit, life began to run through me, for I was feeding over your falling pieces and everything you were giving away, the more you crumbled the more alive I was coming to be, It was marvelous indeed..

I was just few steps away from possessing it all, I was going to get hold of senses, wonders and mysteries and embracing the true meaning of life to escape the hellish prison that you have created for me, being a by-stander on the side lines i was going to be no more, for you were almost mine for the having. But my joy wasn’t meant to last…

Thus with every piece of puzzle coming to its place, the worst befell my path and broke everything, nulling it all. A cursed damned she came to your aid, for your soul was shattered and scattered, but with a single touch of hers it was gathered. She gave you your smile again and your mind slowly finding its peace, as you spent more time with her you were slowly forgetting about the mirror and me as a result. I was slowly fading away, as I was suffocating you began to breathe again, and your heart was regaining the passion and warmth that once has lost.

And that is how everything I had planned for and helplessly awaited for has fallen apart… or so I thought because you with your rotten nature you wasn’t going to let go of the past and you chose to cling over what you once lived, so you were back to stare at the mirror yet again and giving me the hope once more. But she couldn’t bear to look at you and leave you be in such state. Thus she came to make you choose between her being by your side or keeping that mirror that was tearing you apart. Oddly enough you hesitated and that made her sad, for she knew you couldn’t feel anything as long as that mirror existed so breaking it down beyond repair is what she did, and leaving your side in the end. At that moment you fell down over the shattered pieces and screamed, because you knew that once again you messed and lost everything that was ever dear to you. You didn’t have the power to hold your senses and you fainted instead…

As the remains finished telling the story, all memories came crawling back to boy’s head…

“Enough now… I remember it all, I was and still foolish indeed, so assuming my responsibility I shall do… Perish before me now” The boy said while his eyes tearing up with a firm glare.

“And from then on you came to realize what you have done, and lay all your anger and fury upon me… not knowing that it was all your fault to begin with and I despi… arghhhh” The remains couldn’t finish what it was saying for the boy strangled its faith and ended the pitiful existence that it could barely came to have.

As the story of the remains comes to its end, the boy shut his eyes and prayed:

Forgive me father for I have sinned,

I sinned with heart that lazed upon my deeds,

I sinned with a mind that brought my life to its knees ,

I sinned with hands that strangled my last broken piece ,

I sinned with eyes that gave away the fire that warmed my heart.

And as he would open his eyes he would find himself inside the very same place that he once was in, and he looked back and there it was staring back at him, the mirror that is…

THE END.