He, His, and Himself
Location
Sitting quietly,
reading peacefully.
He bothers absolutely
no one.
Suddenly voices,
from no where
to be seen.
He looks around
frantically
the wails, sinister,
growing, louder
coming from everywhere.
Abruptly, a hump
in the rug
catches his eye.
Slowly, he moves
holding a chair
ready to kill.
Once a kindhearted soul warps
into a monstrous beast.
His once peaceful home,
now a never ending
nightmare
of voices
and objects
only he
can see.
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