Isolated Into Insanity

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"Isolated Into Insanity"

by: Wes Robert Ward

Isolated, I tell you. Isolated from society, humanity, even rare varieties of people. No friends, no family, not one stranger, not one person, not one soul.

Isolated to a point where everybody is dead, or dies, and no one will be able to run the machines. Which means no internet, no radio, and no television. Basically no electricity. Ah, at this time and place it is better to be an animal than a man. For humans have lost it all, and alas animals have inherited the Earth again.

Isolated so much without no entertainment that talking to the wall is pretty much it for the rest of your miserable human life.

And as I began my friendship with my friend, the wall, whom I named Wally. I discover that we have a lot in common. During the day, painting. During the night at candlelight, hand puppets by a lit candle.

Oh, what fun it is to discuss what things to jam into a wall socket.

He would say, "Go ahead, shove a butterknife in there. Don't worry electricity has been off for days\u2026 maybe."

I say posthumously, "No, I am not ready for that, my friend. Maybe playing Tic-Tac-Toe is safer."

Sometimes, I think Wally is trying to kill me. Maybe it's just a trick of the mind at night, but I fear he watches me and thinks of me in a demented psychotic way, perhaps if my wall friend had arms and hands, he'd take a chainsaw and brutally behead and decapitate me in the middle of the night.

I usually wake up screaming in the morning looking at Wally who has a blank look as if saying, "What? What do you expect of me? What do you think I am? A creaking swinging door who always lets you grab his knob? A window that will open up to you and your emotions? Oh, I bet you'd like to hang a picture on me, wouldn't you? Only real art, comprende? If you hang Dogs Playing Poker, I will kill you. Do you hear me? I will murder you somehow and leave your decomposing rotting corpse on that floor who always ignores me as if she's better than me. She just lets people walk all over her, doesn't she? The no-good whore she is\u2026"

And suddenly it's as if I was somewhere else for a moment. Snap, my insanity had taken a hold of me because there was no one else to speak to, to listen to, to hear their voices, to look upon with gentle eyes. Because they're dead. And I am still alive.

Why? I don't know. Immune? Lucky? Unlucky? To many questions in the mind. Not enough answers to fill the void. Chaos it is, complete and utter chaos. Tragic as it may seem, mayhem for months, now lonely years ahead with no one to smile upon.

I open the front door and look outside, nothing but tumbleweeds blowing in the wind. Nothing but silence. Eerie, deafening silence. I scream my lonely sadness that had turned again to crazy lunatic madness, "AAAUUUGGGHHH!!!"

Wally says nearby, "Please shut the door, the plaster on my body does not like the hot sun today, it might make me peel."

And so, I slowly shut the door with me inside and my insanity creates my own society among what's left of my humanity.

What will tomorrow bring? Nothing that was of yesterday, for yesterday is gone forevermore, and tomorrow will be forevermore forgotten.

The End. \ud83d\ude33

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