Bliss's evil twin Misery lurks in the shadows unable to give us time alone without his creepy vibe.
I ignore his beady red eyes and the smell of death on his breathe. He waits for me to fall, to be left unprotected, to utter the phrase that will be my downfall.
He can't touch me in ignorance but he knows that I know now and he displays his wicked grin each time I bite my lip.
I remain silent, no one will hear my confessions if I only say them in my head. If I could only be implicit and stay on this Island of Euphoria. But the current of words escaping the heart is powerful and so many times they break hard against the back of my teeth.
I clench my jaw, purse my lips, and swallow the crazy.
