This whole time I assumed my fuddled brain was a side effect due to your trauma caused, but that was just the flowers around your rabbit hole my darling. It took me far too long to realize the true meaning of ego death, I thought it was due to all of the things I put myself through. The torment, the screams, the hell that raced to life in your eyes every time I raised the facts. I told myself it was the drugs to make the pain a little sweeter, knowing that they were just another tool for you to use against my already feeble mind. For I was far too foolish to ponder all your constant terrors that you thrust upon me day after day staying masquerade behind the falsity of your 'I love yous.' Deviously, they were only ever ploys for the monster that creeps within you. Because all along my true ego death was you.
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Girl In Healing
شِعرLittle sweet nothings I began to write myself at a young age that turned to madman ramblings, I'm writing this book not as a cry for help but as a beacon to every soul who became lost the same way I did.
