Alone

She had tried. Tried locking them out but instead trapped them inside. They were everywhere. Lurking in the deepest corners of her mind, whispering to her. Muttering secrets that should never be spoken of.

There was no freedom from the inner demons that tortured her very soul. No escape from the prison she had created.

Her mind was a terrifying place to be. The thoughts she had were a gruesome picture of a constantly raging battle. War. You could hear the cries of the soldiers as they lay bloody dying.

It was once beautiful, the example of perfect innocence. But now it was destroyed. Desolate. No one dared venture to it, afraid of what they’d find.

“Don’t get to close,” they’d say. “Or the monsters might attack you too.”

So she was left to fight alone. To fend for herself. And slowly but surely, she lost the war.