Keith sat in a corner of his room staring at the wall as the thoughts of his last outburst of anger played on repeat. He can hear the faint voice in his head calling him a “Fucking Idiot” over and over again. Keith screams out loud and smashes his head against the wall until he felt a small stream of blood pour down his face. Just then Keith’s Illusion appeared laughing as he came into focus. 

Keith’s Illusion: You are a fucking idiot. Now look at your blood running down your face because you want to make beats with your head against a wall. How you feel dickhead? *Laughs and point*.

Keith: (Continues to stare at the wall)…

Keith’s Illusion: Why do you think ignoring me will make me go away? I’m not going anywhere so you mind as well give me the attention I deserve. 

Keith:…

Keith’s Illusion: I’m the only one who actually talks to you. Your cousin doesn’t want anything to do with your depressed ass. She is officially done with you after that dumb ass outbrust over nothing. How the fuck you lose your shit because things didn’t go the way you planned in your head? Life doesn’t work like that you fucking idiot. *Laughs* 

Now you are sitting here thinking about how your existence is trash. It’s about time my boy, just end it. I got an idea how about you strangle yourself with that belt you are wearing. You won’t be missed. Shit you alive and not even a thought in anyone’s mind. I don’t blame em. *Laughs* 

Keith: *Still staring at the wall* Shut up.

Keith’s Illusion: Oh he speaks. And how about no? You want me to shut up, you know what to do. Here take this knife and drive it into the center of your heart. You are all alone. Your family doesn’t want anything to do with you. Your friends, sorry the people who only talks to you through group chat, don’t give a fuck about you. She thinks you’re weird so that’s another friend gone because you have no handle on your emotions. So why are you wasting everybody’s time breathing? You are a broken human who doesn’t function properly at all. Why continue to torture yourself by living. Your life is shit. 

Keith: *Continues to stare at the wall* Shut up.

Keith’s Illusion: Damn I can’t even get looked at? You just gonna sit there with your back turned to me? How rude? 

Keith: *Staring at wall still* Shut the fuck up.

Keith’s Illusion: Oh a little snappy now. Someone is getting mad. *Laughing* 

You are so easy to poke at. How does the voice in your head get you this upset? I’m a figment of your imagination, and yet and still I have this much control. You are a thirty-one year old male. Wait, it makes sense why nobody wants your bitch ass. Why everyone you deal with get rid of you after a few weeks. Why you always put into the friend zone, even then people don’t want to deal with you. So end it you fucking Idiot. 

Keith: SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!

Keith Jumps up and lunges at Illusion, but Illusion has already vanished. Keith screams out loud, turns around to the wall and begins smashing his head against the wall until he knocks himself out.