2. In the wake of everything going on, a parade of thoughts raced through my
head, though I was unable to make sense of any of them. Instead, I chose to
ignore them. On the outside I was a joking, fun person. Inside, I was falling
apart and rotting. Visions and memories seem to jumble together, and become a
clouded nightmare. I couldn't keep myself ( Read more... )

 Surrounded in a pitch black emptiness. Covered in a veil of forlornness. I have been to the front and back of life. I have roamed to the fathomless depths of the good and bad. My life has seen what it's like to live in an all-embracing circle. There is nothing more to see. I don't believe things can be any better than what great was, or any worse ( Read more... )