Wake, eat and sleep
Wake eat and sleep
Those meaningless routines are the only control she have over her life and to keep her sanity from crumbling away.
The house where memories were made is now a mere empty void. Everyone and everything has left her and nothing to ever rely on. Her only companions were the wind whispering secrets to the deaf and dust clinging on what's left.
Despite everything she has lost, something was meant to carry on: a strange creature. A disgusting beast as a reminder of her past mistakes. It mumbles and whimpers, desperate for attention. Demanding for more from the poor. Regrets, guilt and shame from its existence on its own.
The only escape is the pathway above. The stairway to heaven or to hell. Eternity to pleasure or eternity to suffering. Both options are the escape from pain; leaving it all to the strange creature you hate. One step up the stool opens gate to freedom. Wrap the rope around your neck to seal your fate. One step off the stool is the end to torment.
Your soul let go but something remains.
The strange creature wrapped around your leg.
It let out a noise that makes your stomach churn.
You finally remembered why it stayed.
"Mama?..."
