It was truly disgusting. Filthy. Vile. The way your stomach churned, the way your finger shakily scribbled on a sea of black on the crisp cream paper, everything about it was awful. In their eyes the sea was nothing but hopeless delusions and mindless fantasies that left nothing but a taste of pity almost on their tongues. But to you, that sea of black was just more than those listed above, to you it was a door, a door to a sick dark world that you created within the dept of your heart.
You have never intended to hurt anyone, but in the end people have always inflicted pain on you. Whether it would be throwing punches or hurling harsh words that seeped in like venom in your heart, you always muttered to yourself that there was a reason for all this. Perhaps it was God punishing you for being born, perhaps it was just destiny laughing at the cruel jest it played on you.. you just never figured it out. Every single day of your life demons began to inhabit that lousy loud little head of y