The cacophony of sounds is overwhelming.
I am a ravenous rage.
Why does the world insist on loathing me?
What was it that I did?
The answer bubbles up within me,
And my phantom eyes pulse and twitch.
Ghost images appear
Though I have no sight.
I feel it.
It says I killed the world.
I killed everything,
What I both hated and loved.
Don’t look at me! the voice shrieks.
It was an accident!
It wasn’t something I meant to do!
I stand there confused.
When did I kill the world?
When did I destroy it?
It wasn’t me, I realize.
It was something else that did it.
Something else that invaded me long ago.