Insanity – by Joyfrida Anindo


One of my old pieces…

SICK LIT MAGAZINE

He is a little frail but he is okay most of the times. He finds it a bit difficult to sleep, He is burdened by our deeds. I always ask him to come and join me, to be free. He never answers, he just stares at the wall, but I know he considers it. People seem to have given up on us. Nobody talks to us anymore. It’s just him and I against the world.

There was this one girl though, she was very persistent. She wanted to break us apart. I sat him down and told him things, gave him reasons why she would not be good for us. But she was good, very good, better than the others. She told him things like, “I am just in his head”. But he knew I was real. He could see me. Just because she couldn’t, didn’t make me any…

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