As a deity, I tell the truth, all of the time. I have never lied before. Ever. My symbol is a caduceus. My favorite animal is a two-headed serpent. I mean, they love me. I know because they bite me all the time. I have no followers. Because no one wants to admit that they're a filthy liar. By the way, don't think that I copied Hermes. That freaking thief. He stole my title. AND MY SYMBOL. AND FAVORITE ANIMAL!! I'm the true god of lies. Cuz I'm not even a god. Add -dess and that's what I am ;)

So, a little context. I sometimes get what I call "prophetic" dreams. Basically, what this means is that I have moments that occur exactly how it happened in my dream months or even years after I had it. This can be anything from conversations with friends, or places I've never been to before. One catch to these "prophetic" dreams is that I don't remember them until the moment actually happens. I consider this to be deja vu, where I've experienced an exact moment before, that happened in a dream.

Anyways, so I was going to the movies with my best friend to see the new movie Zootopia. In theaters, might I add. We watched it the day it came out. So this was an entirely new movie, never seen before. Ever.

And I'm watching the movie. And I realize that I've seen this movie before. I perfectly predicted the ending, and every moment that happened in the movie. It was the strangest experience.

Don't get me wrong, I've had pretty weird "prophetic" dreams before. But never like this. Usually, these "prophetic" dreams are about the actual moment, but this time, it was only about the movie. Not the situation, which was different.

It was really strange, so that's probably the movie theater experience that I remember the most. It was also nice, because for those who have seen Zootopia, there's a small jumpscare with the black panther. But because I "saw" it already, it didn't surprise me. So it was funny when my friend jumped a little bit.

You looked so sad, sitting in the back of the classroom all alone.

I know what it’s like.

I’ve been in those shoes.

I reached out my hand, one hurt soul to the next

And you grabbed me back.

Not to get better, but to make worse.

I never should have talked to you.

Past me, you’re a fool.

How could you let him in so easily?

We were happy.

Were.

It didn’t last long.

The illusion of love.

“I love you.”

Lies.

Holding hands that bruised, kissing lips that lied.

Get away from me.

I can’t leave.

The toxic web you spun.

Was this your plan all along?

I have to get away.

“Don’t leave me.” Slap.

“I’m sorry, it was an accident.”

An accident, I echo to those who can’t see.

Bleeding, crying on the floor.

The razor isn’t enough anymore.

“Disgusting.”

Which one of us is talking? To me or you?

“I’ll die without you.”

Poisonous words, the venom drips into my heart.

Trapped. Tortured.

Breaking. Broken.

No more.

“I’ll die without you.”

Good.

See my broken body where it lies,

Unmoving, unseeing.

Gone.