I’m thankful I have a place to sleep. It may not be a bed but it’s better than on mud and grass. I may not want to be here. But it’s better I guess. Even if this place is horrible for my sanity and mental stability. I’m just waiting for the PTSD to kick in. If he comes near me I’ll just rip his throat open. I’m glad he is gone during the night hours and asleep during the day. I don’t have to see him. But that doesn’t change the past. That doesn’t change what it did to me and continues to do. I’m […]
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I let back in the most beautiful demon. He took all my trust, stability, emotions, happiness. But he came back and I floated up to the surface. I felt like living so he played his role and left and took the last piece of me that was clinging to my shell. How do you hold on when you can feel feathery oblivion right beneath your feet? How was I supposed to love myself when I watched everyone find nothing worth loving in me? I want to be back amongst the living but its too hard. I thought maybe it was all a test of my […]
I had to change the music, but it’s already all too late. If I were in it’s stability, it would be like writing a book status as I sit. I’ve already said every words. The dungeon that I am battling. But no-one will ever know. The destination . . . isn’t coming back. Attacked, from every which way . . . The name of a dark one makes his name and view down deeper and clearer. The ten-year cycle that my mom told me about, it isn’t over. The hardest thing, it exist now . . . But what is it. This night shall disappear, […]