XV. (aka Forever)
The shadowing figures surround me.
I have no way out.
Trapped within the quarters of my unknown enemy.
He approaches me and stabs me with his repulsive words.
They fiercely pierce into my wounded flesh, over and over.
No sign of blood, yet, but unquestionably satisfied with their unseen damage.
Each word, walking off, laughing and mocking me as their haunting melody plays it's terrifying song into the depths of despair.
They leave me there to die.
Only my soul lives and goes on forever,