the nightmares are becoming too much for me. they are eating me away. her falling out of love with me is unbearable to think of. the idea is choking me
these nightmares are suffocating me, never seeming to fade away from my immediate memory. there is so escape because these thoughts are simply in my head.
i have always referred to my demons as living, breathing creatures trapped in my head but i've realized that i am the one being kept as a prisoner.
they are the prison warden. i am the inmate. no matter how many times i try to break out of my cell, i will forever hear their wicked whispers coming after me.
and i wonder: "what's my charge? how long is my sentence?"
and i think: " but it wasn't me! i'm not guilty!"
this is unlawful, what my brain is doing to me.
my heart, my soul is full of love for her but my brain is the one drilling a hole in me making me hollow until i'll be devoid of emotion.
until i am nothing but a shell.
who would ever want to love a shell of a human?
