Can we identify them? Are they recognizable? I don't think I'm so sure any more. They more or less look the same, but they're somehow different. A constant flux between chaos and order increasing with every glance.

( We Cannot Identify Them )

The Diary of a Mad Dead man.

"She came back to my house, she promised she would. Filled my empty existence with lies again. Corroding my already decaying psyche. Why must she deride my spirit like this? Why must he? Why must I?"

( Always asking the questions why. )