Him Monologue

(Almost desperate) I cant get away from him. From Him.I cant get away from his voice, from his thoughts, from his slow maniacal breathing. Please help me. He sits inside me waiting, just waiting. He says only a phrase or two. nothing to arise suspicion, nothing to give doubt, but i KNOW hes in there. He says things, and does things, that i cant control. And he comes at the times when im at my weakest. He waits, Just waits, Waits. He's listening now. he hears these thoughts and still he waits. He gets stronger with every word because the doubt is growing, the fear is growing. I am losing control. I feel his breath more and more on the back of my neck. Cold. Wait.(Calm) Its not there anymore. I cant feel him there. Its as if a weight is gone. I dont need anyone now. i just want to be alone (slowly) Nothing is wrong. (Sighs slowly, Cold, He has taken over) I can be alone, and really be alone. I can do anything, (laughing slowly) with no-one to slow me down...(Exit)

Meaning. Monologue

Havent written in a while, in fact im not doing alot of things lately. im not thinking before speaking, not taking care to make sure others arent hurt by my actions. not really caring whether or not im heard not even trying to be heard really. Ive found a niche i can be comfortable in: the invisible community. those who have no purpose other than to be filler in the world. the ones people forget to see. the ones never lifting their voice above a whisper. People who walk with their heads down on the sidewalk and never quarrel over the trivial things or the big things in life. The ones who dont exist other than to themselves. Thats where ill stay, safe and out of the way. Because i dont really mean that much to other people do i?