Day 22: Perspective of My Favourite Fictional Character

(I have way too many favourite characters, so I just chose one that I had actually been talking to someone about earlier today)

It started off 

as a game, 

where did we go wrong? 

It was all fun and now 

I'm sitting in 

the middle of nowhere, 

mother's scarf wrapped 

around my neck, 

drawn to the allure 

of the bottle 

full of 

nostalgia 

with the lip painted

the same shade of 

lipstick as hers. 

We tried to grow up 

so fast,

so young. 

Darkness is 

now an old friend, 

and has taken to whispering 

to me, 

grinning as it 

pushes me towards 

the edge of sanity.