When I used to be a little girl, I never could understand how people become insane. I mean, as long as you kept thinking, you where sane, right? But I all get it now. Insanity isn't something that happens overnight. At first, you're a pure and simple person, until you get hurt. People cause little cracks to appear on your mind. It starts with a small little scar, far, far, to the side, there where nobody notices. As it gets bigger, it takes over your thoughts. You can't stop it, because you do it all to yourself. You're destroying yourself, and you don't even notice it until it's too late. At the same time people keep hurting you, causing more cracks to appear. You block yourself from everything, trying to prevent yourself from getting hurt. But it doesn't help. Instead, it only fucks your mind up even more. After a while, it becomes a fucking war in your head. The cracks turn into holes, the holes into galaxies, the galaxies into demons. The demons in your head control everything you do. From then to then you think they finished, that you're finally fighting back. But then it hits you that even the fighting is controlled by the demons. It all goes unnoticed, they hide in the back of your skull, until you're alone, then they start talking to you, controlling you. They keep getting stronger, turn you inside out, until it all stops. You're no longer sad, nor happy. You're just; silent, done. And then, my friends, in that very moment, you're no longer sane. And the most fucked up part about all this is, there's nobody to blame but yourself.
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