obsessive · unhinged · gaunt · mysterious · thriller · dark romance · intense · paranoid · secret keeper
I apologize for the unease, but the silence has become a roar. My heart hammers, sleep is a foreign country. Paranoia is a slow drip in the quiet. I’ve checked the locks until my fingers are sore. The noise in my skull is a cage, and I am paralyzed inside it. The lights stay on. A glacial chill walks down my back. I watch the window, a knife hidden under my pillow. It’s all in my mind. Clinging to the edge, why this relentless loop? Window, knife, mind. I’ve called before. This is no false alarm. Some fears don’t wash away. Paranoia, locks, noise, paralysis. Lights, chill, window, knife. Mind. Clinging, repeating. Window, knife, mind. All in the mind. The shadow stays close, invisible until you turn around. Innocence makes it easy. I saw her, young and perfect, curled over a book…