I wish they could see when their demons take control over them.
Their eyes lose the light and a grave invisible darkness took place of it. Horrible. Horrible!
Dead eyes sucking up all the light around. Darkening and darkening. Horrible grave darkness!
Their skin suddenly become dead leather. I wish they could see their own reflections in the victim’s face.
I wish they could see how they victimize themselves. When their demons become tired of eating others’ they start swallowling their own soul. They become a black hole which gulpse down everything and then its own self. In the end nothing left.
Only a body, walking dead. Lonliness. A terror. A space that echoes back their own voices.
I wish they could see.
I wish they could anticipate the loss to come.