Parasitic Cyst

Are you listening to what I´m talking about? I don’t expect you to do it, but just in case I will start my story. Shall I start now?

Scene 1
The hands in the sink, the same hands in the same sink, when you begin thinking about the philosophical point of view of your sink, you begin having mental troubles.
I raise my sight and watch the image in the mirror, the image that will walk with me to the end of days. The rusty surface of it makes my image way too grim for me, It doesn´t matter that horrible parasite eats it up. To break that face and burn my time again.
The blood starts to flow in a pathetic river, the crimson river from heartland.
I will in the now hate myself, will you hate me too?

Scene 2
I know the river reminds me my non-committed sins; the insane flowing of red blood reminds me of myself. I know I’m talking nonsense, but who in the damned world wouldn´t do it with a mind filled with voices?
My feelings are not of despair or sadness, I feel nostalgic, even peaceful, and because I know the voices keep me away from that monster called loneliness.
These days are not burnt by the solitude; they are dampened by the sweet scent of sin experimentation. I am just honest with myself and the world, you bastard who’s watching me from that silver surface wouldn’t understand my will of feeling alive again.
I feel the blood running in my neck, I feel the air passing through my lungs, but I don´t feel alive.

Scene 3 (Flash back)
Remember when we were young.
I was with my school group; we were in the middle of a desolated road in the desert. We were trying to go to a near town by the Lion´s Desert, but one of the buses ran out of gas, and the other one had to wait for the other parked in the middle of the nothing.
I t was getting late, and the first stars were piercing the bloodstained sky. I was, like always, alone, inside my bus, listening to music that intoxicated me
The terror began 6 hours later.
Somehow, a classmate started talking nonsense; and then he threw himself to the floor and began to convulse, then he stood up and started revolving in paroxysms.
Do you know my favorite part of that flashback? The paralyzed faces in the heads of my classmates.
One of them talked about Vietnam War, but we are in Mexico, and we don´t know anything of biological wars and the terror within them. He mentioned the word Napalm… what a mysterious word for such a psychotic effect.

We were then, somewhere alone, terror by the intercom, Can someone save us? A system’s malfunction that blasts this damned machine.
Something lurks creeps on the bus trunk, somewhere behind you…
Parasite exists, and I couldn´t stand to watch, it’s coming up an out of your chest.
You made a good friend to me…
Then you die, and then that person who told you good friend whispers “I was lying”
That parasite made us to do things… horrible things. Eat, chew, bite, copulate, but never cry…
-Run sand hourglass, is our time will us be worth? - Someone said
-Our father who lies in heaven…- prayed another
-Why? What do you want from us? It's you come on kill me! Go on kill me!
The parasite caught the last one when he saw it coming. It swallowed his eyes.
I laugh of all of them, I just laughed, and laughed, and I´m still laughing.
- Will you pray it be the end? - I asked to the corpses - Spin 'round carousel when your horse isn't screwed in.

Scene 4 Present
I lie awake on my bed, and I remember that fateful day, that anybody now remembers, and that´s because everybody´s dead or insane, I´m on the lucky side…
Nobody knew what happened, and more important, why. I don´t know if it was a drug, or a parasite, the only thing I know, is that it is eating my viscera since that day.
Once I tried to destroy it by drinking hydrochloric acid, but it didn’t work and gave me a new burnt in the lips, other once I tried with a barbed wire, and gave me a new scar…
Do you think I´m nuts? You know anything about madness then.

That thing is trying to kill me, but I have that battle won already… Oh dear God, I don´t feel alive! But now know me as God.