I must never open that box.
Evil oozes from its hinges.
Invisible, but I can see it all the same.
Darkness that lived in me. Once.
I know myself now. More than most ever will.
Once I shattered my soul.
I was young and thought I could do the impossible.
Every moment since has been spent towards the undoing of that instant.
I tried to be God. Once.
One day, I will destroy that box.
One day, it will be gone and I will be whole again.
Somewhere in myself are my soul's last pieces.
I will find them.