A Man Sat Upside Down On the Side Ways Wall

A man sat upside down on the side ways wall surrounded by paintings of his distorted pain and his unconscious pessimistic mind. Cracks in the walls, cracks in his mind. 2 sides of the coin, 2 sides of his face and mind. Wabbajack man. He can't find a way out of all the cuts that rip him open exposing him to infections within him self. A soft drip falls of the side ways wall falling into his eye burning him into charcoal. Left to scrape away by the others he fades away into the air as if he were nothing to them. they discard him not knowing or caring about him. He can't do anymore now. He knew he wouldn't make it far. All his life he was alone evanescing with time, nobody cared. The charcoal rehabilitates itself forming a pure black being only knowing black empty emotion and pain as it staggers through the mist of time and back. His dead essence scares them as they feel like they HAVE to remember him cause they made him commit suicide as well as himself.But it's too late. He drips into there minds disintegrating them from the inside causing an imbalance in there minds. Shattered into pieces they break like glass. He just wanted to be creative and express himself. killed by everything and everyone and himself and his thoughts. He did it for himself but even then it wasn't enough suffering with a lot of pain. He cared about some people but he was alone in his world in his head and it was inevitable sooner or later.