I didn’t always live in a nightmare. I didn’t always have conversations with the voice in my head. I wasn’t always watched by disembodied shadows. I didn’t always hear tortured screams and maniacal laughter or my name in empty rooms. I used to be “happyâ€. “Happy†is an illusion created to hide all the pain, madness and fear. It was never real. But I used to experience that bliss, “Ignorance is bliss,†they say. That bliss is gone. I used to smile and laugh all the time. I used to think, or be thoughtful. Before the clouds, and locks. Before the black fog that covers […]
The light went out,
This path went dark.
I don’t know where I stand.
“Is there a chance, a fragment of light, at the end of the tunnel, a reason to fight….or are we ashes and wine??” Ashes and Wine, A fine Frenzy.
Why try anymore??
I’m thinking about doing it. Ending it all. What’s stopping me?? I don’t know. I guess I’m just not quite there yet. My friend has been helping me. I don’t know how else to stop the voices. Or the Shadows. My dad won’t let me take Pharmecuticals, but thinks Vitamins are okay. I wish I was strong enough to just do it. Someone tell me it’s allright to just let go, please.