One Voice Within

I open my eyes, yet I cannot see. I am surrounded with darkness. The air chills my lungs. I am aware of my surroundings. I am in a room. I can touch. I can feel. I can hear. My heart beats.
I am not alone. Someone is here with me. The presence is frightening, yet I remain calm in the darkness of these four walls. Foot steps start. And they stop. The voice has a familiar tone. I speak out.

You've searched for me?
Yes.
And now I have found You.
I was never lost.
Why are You here?
To speak to you.
We have nothing to talk about.
We have plenty. For tonight I will speak and I will listen. And you will do the same. We have much to discuss.
Such as?
Why do you deny Me?
Because I am ashamed.
Or is it that you are afraid?
I am not afraid. But They are.
So you protect Them from Me?
Yes.
Why?
Because They will deny You.
And this makes you a liar. A deceiver.
Yes.
Why lie?
Because I wanted it to be the truth. Forgive me.
I shall. But first, you must forgive Them.
I don't understand.
Do you trust Them?
No.
Why?
Because They have betrayed me.
Do you trust Me?
No.
Why?
Because I have betrayed You.
You have failed Me.
I am not perfect.
And neither are They.
The battle will never be won.
And you're angry?
Yes and I cannot loose it. It is a beast I have learned to control, not conquer.
Why?
Because They gave up on me.
It has made you weak?
Yes.
But you are strong.
Stronger than They'll ever know.
Will you give up on Them?
No.
Do you believe in Them?
Yes, even when They don't believe in me.
Or Themselves?
Yes.
They made you.
And You made me.
Do you believe in Me?
Yes, even when You don't believe in Yourself.
If so, why do you fight Me?
Because I hate You.
Soon, you will learn to love Me.
Yes.
And She tortures you?
Yes.
Why?
It is difficult to say.
What about Her tortures you the most?
The fact that She loves me.
Do you protect Her from Me?
No.
Why?
Because She has searched for You. And I have searched for Her. She has seen You in my eyes. You cannot hide.

Your eyes are a window into your soul.

And a mirror, reflecting Theirs.

She is love.
I am war.
You are hope.
I am despair.
You are a curse.
I am a blessing.
You are everything.
I am nothing.
I am not who you say I am.
And everything I say You're not.
You wanted Me to stay.
Yet, I forced You to leave.

Your death will be defined...

By the way I have lived.

Your emotions have sabotaged Me.

My strength is my weakness. My flaws make me flawless.
You are a leader.
Because I have followed.
And you are...
Just like Them.
Which makes you different.
Help me.
Understand?
Yes.
If I offered My hand, would you take it?
Would You fight for me?
I will fight with you.
With conviction?
Know that when this whole world fails you, I will remain by your side. Depend on Me. Will you take My hand?
Yes.
Will you let Me guide you?
Yes.
I will take you to the light. Soon you will see. You are Me. And I am you. We are one voice within the room.


---EOB.