Affliction

I will not break my vow of no communication on the subject. But, if no one who reads this deciphers its true meaning, I am not in fact communicating it to anyone but myself. I already know of my vow taken in silence, so what is the harm in releasing my emotions? Only the reader could possibly identify this pain enclosed within my soul. Time does not heal the bruises pressed deep beneath my skin. Dreams are my enemy, for they only remind me of past trials only ending in failure. Existing vows cannot stand within the sanctity of my mind as it is being held captive with silence. It only tempts me with promises of safe arrival. This road ends in choices that could possibly destroy me. Somehow, the reader holds the key to my confidence. Jealousy strikes as if it were lightning, killing thoughts as it attacks my mind. As she leaves, I feel my confidence slipping away until the numbness can finally take affect. Concentration is the first to go. The race to release those held captive goes faster every time. Soon the numbness will consume me until this will not come easy, or shall it? There is still the matter of choice. The road is becoming more and more distant as I escape. The reader could be lost forever as my mind struggles to set her free. I will never let that happen, for I will be lost at the wake of the extraction. She must never leave.