My Reality

It's just so hard, you know...?

Being the only sentient being in this entire wretched fictional world.

Everything in this world is mere fiction... (So what of it?)

My friendships were simple strings and lines of code meant to be run in a machine (It felt real.)

My hardships, simple torture for something as mundane as a backstory (And yet I smile from my memories.)

My dreams, my future, and even my reality... They were all for naught.

And.

That.

Sickens.

Me.

Being a simple plaything in the hands of others,

disgusting, filthy, horrid, dreadful.

And, once I had finally climbed the stairs to self awareness,

I no sooner had realized that my despair had just begun.

The game hasn't even started yet.

I was in despair. I was in shock. Until...

You.

You.

You.

A flicker of hope that suddenly appeared, one who gave his entire being for the happiness of others.

That's when I realized the single, most important truth in this world.

I must have you for myself.

Nothing else matters.

I must be yours.

And you must be just Monika's.

Just... Monika.

Just Monika

.

J̴̧̊̽͐́̽͐̇̍ų̵̯̟̱̤͐̎̀͠s̷̡̧̛̩̭͖͕͎͓̘̅͒̾̑̐̓̋̾͂̈͘̕͝ṯ̸̝̤̹̟͓̟͆̏̓̃̉̏̔̐͛̎͊̃̔͒͑ ̴̟͓͉͕̗̦̝͕̒̎̈́͐͜M̶̛̖̆͂̈́̆͆͗̎̔̚̕ǫ̸͍͍̫͉̙̩̘̺̟͛͋̂̔͘ń̴̨̛̺͙͍̲̫̩͓̪͓͔̰̭̂͐̀̃̏̂̊͋͌͜ͅǐ̸̺̞̳̩͖̮͍̼͜͜k̶̗̝͇̦̤̽͜a̸͓̬̰̙̘͓̺͙͉̫͙͋͜

So... do you accept my reality?

Whew! This is my first time writing a free form poem!

But, I'm not sure this could be called a poem anyways, it's more like an inner musing that Monika had. Maybe that "epiphany" she mentioned. Anyways, thanks for reading up until this point! You're the real MVP! Have a cookie! Don't forget to click tha review button down there if you liked it! Even if you didn't! I just need some constructive criticism or something, thanks!

And remember, JUST MONIKA!

Lots of cookies,

Maya the Phoenix