My mind is loosing touch with reality.
Nothing works out. Everything inside of me is wanting to give up, yet it is strong willed and still fighting. So painful and
full of torture. Yet everything is worth the fight and wait. The need for more interaction is lingering around more. It's
all the demons trying to pass on bad thoughts and negitive feelings. Trying to win me over. They have been there for so long.
Some how they havent but chipped a replacable part of the soul they want to feed on. With that part gone, the prey is more
vulnerable. hances of good things soon make the journey seem almost over. All that's needed to end it is loving arms everyday,
and the caring eyes that have been taken away.