Through the Eyes of a Maniac

Her world is black. Dark,dismal,depressed. She sees through the eyes of a maniac. Not a killer,but a twisted mess. She is damaged. Torn apart at the very core of her soul. She is me, and I am her. She desperately wants to end this charade. This bleak excuse for a life. That light at the end of the tunnel seems to beckon her to come. But there is one single thing that keeps her clinging to this existence. That keeps her from becoming a part of that light. Her name is Avaya. An angelic little girl with hair like fire,eyes of the deepest blue skies ,and a laugh that lights up the deepest,darkest places in her mind. She seems to be the very breathe of life, the only life jacket in a sea of a hundred thousand miles. The little girl is there with her once again and she is plunged into a different world. A world of incredible beauty. Here she feels loved. Accepted! This is where she belongs. The little girl will forever have her heart. Forever be her heart. "Mommy loves you baby! Please stay here with me!" But in an instant everything begins to fade. She can feel the little girl being ripped from her arms. She desperately clings to her heart, but it is torn away from her, along with all the great feelings that she thought would last forever. Back in this maniacs mind, she sees the light. She must fight to keep herself from it. From becoming one with the end of her existence. For she knows that her little angel will once more come and save her from this life, if only for a second. So she shrinks into the darkness and stares through the eyes of a maniac, waiting for her heart to return.