No Room for Weakness

By: Brent Rusinoski

Disclaimer: The writing is exclusively for entertainment purposes only. If you are easily offended or squeamish in any way, do not read any further, turn around and walk out the door. The format of this writing will be thought based, not in paragraph form to really feel the raw emotion behind each word.

Read while listening to this:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9XyKoaUoXes&list=PLnYL-kBWlaznALFBg69a8SIVPy-F24z4B&index=155

As you gaze into the bathroom mirror.

An old unwelcomed foe shows his face.

His presence drags you back down to the murky depths of despair.

Unable to move.

Paralyzed.

Your hands clinch the bathroom vanity.

You hear a distant rumble.

Dread seeps into every pore.

You want to run from it.

Hide from it.

It haunts you at night.

You are afraid of it.

You want to scream.

But you cannot.

It coils around you like a snake.

Eventually wrapping around your mouth.

Helpless.

It squeezes the life from you.

It wants you to give up.

To bend to its will.

It is a sickness.

A resilient uncompromising cancer.

Polluting your soul.

It follows you wherever you go.

Laughing at you.

Mocking you.

Spitting on you.

It lurks within every shadow.

Unbearable.

Your skin crawls with vulnerability.

You cannot ignore it.

But you are blinded by fear.

It shreds you of happiness.

Infecting everyone around you like a virus.

It craves the hunt.

It preys on the weak.

Feeding upon your pathetic existence.

Defenseless against your own Incompetence.

It grows stronger with every breath you take.

You crumble under its control.

(A LONG PAUSE FORSUES AS YOU FINALLY BEGIN TO FIGHT BACK – CIVIL WAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

In that moment, something transforms inside of you.

The feeling of being torn apart intensifies.

Your eyes gaze down at your hands.

You feel such power coursing through your veins.

Intoxicating.

Your eyes roll in the back of your head.

Behind your eyes is nothing but everlasting rage and unimaginable destruction.

(YOU START TALKING BACK TO IT, WHATEVER IT IS – AN ACT OF DEFIANCE)

Old foe, you thought you had complete control of me.

You thought you were so smart…… so calculated.

You thought you fooled me.

I never asked for this.

You made me into what I am today.

You cannot just walk away from me now.

Lying just under the surface, stalking me, waiting to strike.

What you did not know was I was taking notes on how to beat you all along.

For decades you picked, scratched, and consumed my will to live.

You made me brittle.

Undesirable.

You have been a thorn in my side for far too long.

You have been every voice inside my head – whispering nothing but poison.

An irritating, persistent leech.

What I am going to do to you now,

I will enjoy for an eternity.

Your existence will be reduced to cinder.

I will no longer be cloaked in illusion.

Fully aware of who I truly am.

What bound me to you has now been unshackled.

Freed to run wild.

Without your presence, reality can be whatever I want it to be.

You have robbed me of far too much.

I could not deal with my failures any longer.

You have watched my world burn for far too long.

Now, you are the instrument of my liberation.

Through my life, all roads lead back to you.

I will bathe in the blood of your undoing,

In all my years of struggle, pain, and agony,

You never gave me an ounce of sympathy or relief.

Waging total war upon my strengths,

The vast armies you threw at me,

Lie in ruin.

You tried to conform me to your will.

This time, it is personal.

All your hard work was for nothing.

Your relentlessness has only reinforced my will to resist.

I thank you. I truly thank you.

You have made me into a man of extreme focus.

You have shown me it is impossible to coexist with you.

I decided, you must be dealt with.

I called upon you now just to destroy you.

(YOU SMILE WITH EXTREME RAGE INTO THE MIRROR, YOUR EYES SHUT)

You open your eyes with such sinister intent.

Plunging your sword of disobedience into its heart – a sudden unshackling blow.

(YOU TALK TO YOUR WEAKNESSES FACE TO FACE AS IT GASPS FOR LIFE and CHOKES ON ITS OWN BLOOD)

You suddenly scream with extreme reason.

THE MIRROR SHATTERS.

The house around you spontaneously combusts into flames.

I know what it’s like to lose.

I shed myself of you.

You will be chained up, locked away, deep inside of me.

Like an animal.

I will peek in from time to time.

Watching you wither away.

Suffering how you made me suffer.

You were your own undoing.

(YOU WALK AWAY LAUGHING, LOCKING THE DOOR BEHIND YOU – YOU SHOUT A FEW LAST WORDS.)

I realized the only way to defeat you,

Was to embrace what I truly am!

A MONSTER!