It's Hard to Explain

Journal 1

The world can be a horrible place.
I stare at the ceiling, My lungs exhale and then deflate.
Screams can be heard from outside, And I do the usual. Block out all sounds with my music. The screams started echoing in my head, was I going insane?

I threw my headphones off running outside towards the screams. Dare do I tell you what I saw, No. I won't. All I know now is that, I cannot sleep without my Darling Shadow.