Friday, February 5, 2010

Terror - The Emptiness of I part one

It's Her again. She's back. There's no escape. It seems to be my doom to be daunted mercilessly by Her. The one path of escape I thought would work, She foiled. Now, She's taken everything dangerous. She's suicide-proofed my life. She's taken everything potentially harmful, and is using it to harm me. She's torturing me. Putting me through excruciating pain, whilst keeping me alive. She does it during my sleep, turning my one refuge into a place of pain and nightmares. I never see Her, but She speaks to me. No one else hears her. She tortures me mentally during the day, and physically at night. There's no rest. No escape. No escape from Her eternal hell. Her voice is starting again. I can't get anything done when She's talking.
Here we go again. . .

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