My Dark Analogy

Him

I awake, again, in the depths of the night, sweaty and torn to the sound of thunder roaring at the gods.

The nightmares just won't stop, I say to myself.

In an attempt to gather my senses, I raise my head to get a look at the clock on the wall, giving the mirror on the wall a quick glance.

"1:14? That's a new record. Can I at least get 15 minutes of peace before I'm dragged back to hell!?"

Breathless and damp, I force myself out of bed and approach my dresser.

"This is the third time tonight I've had to change my clothes... maybe my doctor was right. I should see a psychologist. I'll try for an appointment in the morning this is getting out of hand."

I grabbed a pair of sweatpants and a old t-shirt I brought from a thrift shop not too long ago and headed for the bathroom.

But as soon as I made a step into the hall, I felt like something was off. I've frozen in my bedroom door way for a reason unknown to me, but accompanied by the ticks and tocks

of the clock my very being trembled. Figuring it should be my imagination running wild after the nights I've endured, I pushed my self to get over it in waking life since they dominated in my slumber.

Every footstep sounded as if it was mimicked a thousand times over.

I could feel someone at my neck and my ears rang for the slightest disturbance in the probable.

It was just a dream, It's just me in this house no one else, Just Me! I tried to convince myself with very little success.

I felt a great wave of happiness when I made it in bathroom, well lit and surprisingly.. Cozy? I wouldn't be able to explain it but I felt like I had myself for the first time since these nightmares started.

I turned the shower on and waited until the room was full of steam and jumped into the shower. Keeping an awkward eye on the door, I savored the hot water against my skin. If the atmosphere wasn't awkward enough, i blurted out "I'm not" a couple times, i must be going crazy from the lack of sleep.

For what felt like quite some time, I got out the shower in about 10 minutes, if that.

God, that feels so much better I said to myself as I put on my clothes. But before I could reach for the bathroom door handle, I froze, remembering the experience from earlier I decided to throw some cold water on my face. I wouldn't mind being awake for a while longer if it meant numbing my imagination down, so be it.

Standing in front of the sink, I give myself another glance in the mirror, sleep deprivation is written under each of my eyes.

I throw the water on my face and slap myself a few times, just for reassurance then I go for the handle.

But as I go about turning the handle, I realize something, my reflection, my face didn't look wet in the slightest although I can feel the water dripping from my face.

Oh boy, I'm hallucinating I say as I go for another water splash but again I look into the mirror and there isn't a sign of water on my face.

"What's going on right now?" I go at it again and again splashing my face with water but my reflection stands there, just looking at me.

All the while, I feel as though I'm losing my grip on reality.

I fill the sink up and dunk my head in ice cold water only to stand to the mirror yet again but this time,

I'm stuck.

I can't move.

My eyes begin to widen as the chill on my spine runs lower

And deeper

Against my will he begins to shape his lips and I am forced to follow as if I'm his reflection.

I began to realize why I felt so relieved to be in here

I began to realize that I'm not a reflection, that this is not just a dream,

There is no where to run but into the darkest corner in my mind and still these words burned themselves into my soul

"I'm not in the mirror, I'm inside you, please just let me guide you. From your best times to your worst I've been your only true friend. You won't have to worry about me leaving because I will be here with you until the very end."

All I could muster up was a silent exhale of breath.

I began to sweat excessively and I started experiencing shortness of breath.

I'd imagine I was hyper ventilating.

" Relax, there is nothing to be afraid of. I am simply you, the You that you are afraid of. The true You.

And I've tried and tried to stand by and watch you suffer, but as you can imagine I simply cannot. I love you too strong for that. So with that being said, through all you've been through, I'm here to save you. I'll take over from here" He said with a grin.

I could only move my lips as they spoke of things not of my tongue.

I could feel my clothes dampening and all of a sudden...

Everything went black.

I awake, to silence.

My clothes damp and my breath escaping I struggled to lift my head to look at the clock on the wall but, there is no clock. Puzzled, I gather my strength and get out of bed. As soon as I stood up, an alarm clock caught my eye. The time read 1:15. I walked toward the window to see if it was still storming outside but I am greeted with a blanket of snow hugging the ground.

These dreams are really messing with my head. I can't even tell my dreams and reality apart. Why would it be raining in the middle of the winter? I say to myself.

I am urged to change my clothes so I make haste toward my dresser and that's when I freeze.

My body won't move and there's this feeling of immense terror.

In my mind, I hear a voice screaming at me as if it had been crying and is screaming through an agonizing pain Just Go Back To Sleep. Confused, but what I was feeling felt all too real. I couldn't force myself against the suggestion. I took out a pair of sweatpants and a old t-shirt I brought from a thrift shop long ago and threw them on. I threw my sweat filled pajamas in the corner of the room and went to go lie down but as I was going I couldn't help but give the mirror a glance. All it took was a glance to see that something had changed, something was missing. Curiousity took hold as I walked closer to the mirror.

Who is that? Is that...me? I thought

It looked as if I had gone swimming or something and woke up right as I jumped into bed

No, it can't be, I must be half sleep or something...

Moving away from the mirror now I jump into my bed only to give the mirror another glance.

My reflection still stood as it was when I was approaching it.

I watch it as it silently screamed, " Let me out!! Leave me alone. You are not me! Let me go!!! Noo!!"

I couldn't help but smile.

Silly boy, I'm trying to help you.