I have a feeling that I am going to die soon.
I feel like there is a rotten thing inside me feeding on my happiness, strangling me, I swear I can feel the claws of my demons around my neck but whenever I rush into the bathroom all I can see is my dry lashes from all the crying. I can hear my demons whispering to me. I swear I can hear their voices in my ear telling me to just give up on life. Maybe I am going insane after all. Hilarious isn't it? Insanity. It slips through the folds of your mind, feeding on your memory, killing every ounce of happiness left in you.
@tass
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