Corruption

I sat here alone in an empty movie house.
The silence is deafening and the cold envelopes my empty heart.
I could hear the slow heart beat of my soul.
I want to get away before the hollow presence of my dark heart consumes me.
But I am trapped.
What I could only do is wait in silence for my companion.
Each second I wonder if ever he would come back for me.
I feel like I am suspended in a nightmare.
Slowly I am choking in my paranoia.
My sanity seems to be crumbling away into noiseless dust.
I took in a long deep breath.
The lights suddenly were turned off.
I am very aware of my surroundings but somehow I am numb to feel any emotion.
My body sat motionless on the soft mauve seats of the movie house.
I try to break the spell.
My hand moved and somehow my body relaxed.
Now I could feel.
I closed my eyes and stood up.
When I opened my eyes again I am already in front of my computer with an empty screen.
I know the movie house was real.
My companion is real.
I am the one who lives in this illusion which I weave with my selfish intentions and destructive ideas.
One day I will wake up from this dream that I always relive everyday.
I must get away from him because there might be a time my heart has turned cold and I might crush him with my corruption.