independet piece--i know now

Awake. Before me the dark shadow appeared. Accustomed to it, I had grown. Slowly IT crept into my brain, ingrained IT grew. Growing more and more, until. I knew the dark shadow waited upon me. The shadow peered ahead, no knowledge, no thought apparent. There. It was not to move for that was not the initial purpose. Fearsome. I was not sure how to go about this. IT was creeping, penetrating my skull. Slowly I could feel the madness setting in.

Daylight had come. Last night’s escapades had come to an end. The shadow figure, gone. However, remnants of the madness still lingered in my head, never to leave. I knew I would soon go mad, no denying that, but the driving force behind it was what truly bothered me. My eyes darted from left to right. In the corner of my room I saw the excess of my late night doings. There, on fragments of bones, sat the mutilated head of my cat, Mora. Death was upon me, the insanity was sure to invade my entire body by tonight, but I was not troubled. The only thing that upset me was the whereabouts of Mora’s body. Perhaps I should worry about my doings, but not for now. I only have so long.

Night. I know, the shadow will soon come again. IT has begun to dig deep into my realm of thought. Soon, I will think irrationally and make illogical connection. I wonder, what is to become of me? I suppose I could be joyous in my last few hours, but what to do? I could finish my novel, but what’s the point? Theres no point to anything anymore...
Nevertheless, I perplex myself, for i have the ability to understand the true embodiment of my egocentric incredible self, and yet I do not act boisterously! Aren’t I truly amazing? I have come to the realization of my own demise, and yet I can act serenely towards it. They will miss me. They will miss my genius, my unrecognized potential, they will be sorry for their mockery. Well now.

I will sit here.

I will wait.

I know what I am to do now.