Mysteries within the walls

Side by side i stayed through it all.
Till the very end.
we were caught in the vortex of misery spiraled with self pity and emptiness
our lives were entangled together
and our thoughts conspired by the solitude
of those 4 walls beneath the ceiling.
unlike claustrophobia
the corners grew apart everyday
this tiny room which once barely befitted our needs
was growing so vast that our entire world could adjust within it.

we were those melancholic brothers
who would watch the most depressing movies
of gruesome brutality and murder
and death.

side by side we would lay down together
listening to the sounds hovering through those mighty speakers
other times the chimes of the hollow universe would soothe us.
sometimes the clock would tick and tick and tick
or maybe it was our combined heart-beat
exploding underneath
rushing of the blood through our inactive nerves
cause we never saw any clock in our room.
And then we would raise our glasses
filled with cheap alcohol
and toast to our forever bond
and talk about life and death.
Mostly death.

two different corners of this room we were seated.
he made a noose out of those lingering wires in the room
unplugging the internet and the wi-fi
and knotted tightly over the ceiling.
He stared at me with a smile
and encouraged the devil in me without a word.
it seemed he had some telepathic power
like he roams around my brain
every thought, every secret
my conscience………he was a freakin god.
and to god i obey.
like a medallion
i anchored round my neck
and choked
and asphyxiated myself.
And there he laid dead
2 feet away from me.
I buried the body within this vast room.
Nobody ever asked, nobody ever knew.
i am him now, living his life,
i am resurrected.



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