"You will never leave"

        " your here to stay"

                 " no one knows you exist!"

                          "YOUR NEVER LEAVING!"

This is all the skeleton ever heard...he heard nothing but insults and threats. He never once heard a compliment, no they, the voices weren't like that..they liked to torture him. They liked to see the skeleton scream and cry..they loved to see him go InSAnE. That's all they ever did, they only bothered the skeleton. The skeleton was broken and shattered because they broke him over the years. They made him go mentally insane..and they enjoyed every excruciating moment.

The skeleton only shook..he grew used to these insults. He knew the voices were right...he was never going to EscApE. The skeleton, Error, only sighed, he got up and walked around the white, emptiless anti-void. Everything the voices ever said to Error stayed with him...he believed the voices. He believed that he was a mistake, that he was useless, that he was a nobody. That's all they ever told him. Error walked around the anti-void and thought

" why does it matter"
"Why does it hurt"
"Why even bother having hope"
" No oNE cARe'$ aB0uT Mê"
" nO Øné wīll mIs$ më"
" ThE vOicEs Arë rïgHt nÓ õNė cārê$"

Error grabbed his head as he thought..he pierced at his skull and pulled out his strings...he laughed insanely and said " Nö ôNê'$ ĀbÒüt a mOn$têR"
Error was lost.

Error soon broke down and decided to write a poem..

The voices, the voices
Oh the cruel and ghastly voices
My head spins and my soul aches,
All they do is scream at me..

They say things, things that pierce through my soul
Things that stain my thought's and mind
They say I am nothing
They make me feel like nothing

They rip at my soul
trying to get deeper within my mind
But what they don't realize...
Is that there already a part of me

Apart that they created.