The Diary of Spike the Dragon

by Wrangle Wolfe

This Thirteenth Entry

This world is so fucked up and twisted.

I want to escape it.

I dream of freedom.

But I am trapped in these thick chains.

I want to breathe

But I am choking

Dying....

Slowly...

Spike is gone. There is no Spike. He has vanished, been dismissed, dead. And what's left of him is trying to cope with the loss. The pain. The pills. The headaches. The nightmares. The voices. Voices. Twilight cries when I tell her about the voices. Why is she so sad? The voices are so nice. But she tells me to ignore them. I know ponies think this is crazy, so I try to ignore them. But they're the only ones who are ever nice to me. That's all I've wanted. Somepony to treat me like a real friend. Twilight says the voices are bad and that they are deceiving me. But if they are I don't mind. Because I really need something nice even though it will be painful when it's gone. I needed a break. Can't I just get that. Twilight begs me to come back to her. But I don't know if I'm ready to face reality. I know I'm going insane... I am aware of that. But I love this feeling more than what I used to feel. I am free. I am no longer a caged animal, beating along the metal, begging for freedom, bleeding from all of the impacts on the hard metal. I have escaped and I can breathe in new air and live a happy life. But I know I'll have to go back one day. Twilight says she can't live without me. I don't want her to die. But I've never felt so free and alive in my life.

Alive

Living,

Happy

I never thought these words would ever play a role in my life. I'm dying out there, but in here with my friends that want me to be happy. I can really smile. I had forgotten how if felt to smile for real. I had never known how wonderful it was to laugh. I'm having the time of my life. Because I am no longer in the dull lifeless abomination called life. I live in a happier place where dreams do come true.

And every night I used to dream of being able to laugh and smile with friends.

The dreams would even feel fake, because I didn't know how to be happy and smile.

Now, I don't have to hide.

I have escaped from hell.

Comments

[TheMyth]

Poor Spike...

[Wrangle Wolfe]

4803803 I know

[TheMyth]

4803807
And Twilight really is clueless into know how to help him... a book isn't going to give her the answers...

[Elitrino]

4803408 Nah, needz more insanity. How about Spiker :D? Manic lizard with crowbar?

[ParadigmShift]

..God fucking damnit.

God fucking DAMNIT, Ponyville!

If this keeps up, he's gonna burn the entire town!

[Mister L]

The descent into madness... Poor spike :(
And it's one of the best explanations of insanity I've ever seen :D

[oron61]

Twilight should be aware: the only way for her to get him to come back to her is to offer something that the voices can't. Something that Spike wants.

[New Lunar Principality]

Yep its official spike is the lost child of deathwing

[The-DerpSide]

Spike....the future Deadpool

[Solar Pony]

I've never seen a story explain depict depression like this. Tell me miss. Do you have depression?

[DARKPHANTOM13]

Man a slow decent into madness, a path where people like Spike willing follows to escape the pain. I'm surprised no one has read his diary yet. It would give everyone some helpful insight on what he actually wants and how to help him.

[Felixdragoon]

He can't kill himself...

So, the only way I see this ending is with Spike running away or killing everyone else.

Either way would be an interesting conclusion

[KARLOS1234IFY]

His anger is about to explode.

[Blatant Chaos]

Spike has just spiralled into madness. A difficult place to escape
.

[Minccino27]

Twilight knows that feel she knows it was hard for her to escape the voices and Fluttershy, and most of all Pinkie she knew how easy it was and she liked the voices.

[Orrm]

4804187
In the words of the partial eldrich abomination, the human god, Nergal Jahad-

"There's a reason why you mortals have so much conflict and its because you're all f*cking idiots."

"Half a ya can't tell your head from your ass and the other half has their heads stuck up their ass, an' neither can see what's right infront a ya"