As the sun darkens my soul fades along with it. Another day of fear has filled my head with torment. Crying doesn't offer relief anymore neither does my conscience. I hide myself from the world storing the pain in the deepest part of me. Its’ wicked force compels my mind to inflict turmoil on others. I split open in the light like an axed melon on butchers' block. And dark, malevolent nature presides over my body. This internal conflict is an ominous peril to my muddled existence. I'm a stranger to the insensible people around me who notice nothing. My thoughts are peculiar and my dreams are like bizarre designs in an abstract painting. The fear I possess for myself goes further than any fright humanity has shown me. I want to be freed from the burdens of my thoughts and exist in a place of wondrous light.
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