Freedom

Eyes sinking into your body. 
Dark, yet bizarre. 
Scary, yet brilliant.

Satan swallowing your deep, pathetic soul. 

Strange man in your closet. 

The mannequin is staring and suddenly all control is lost. 

"Burn the house down," The voices yell. "Burn it. Burn it. Burn it."

You fall into a black abyss. 
Suffocating your mind. 

You sink into a pool of darkness, as it watches your every move. 

They tell you not to listen but you choose differently.
Yes, it is all a matter of choice.
You make that decision. 

The voices may drive you to suicide; be careful. 

But alas, you see the light. 
Soft as feathers, pure warmth. 

Suddenly, all your intention of suicide disappears. 

Love is freedom.