It hurts.
I know it does.
The feeling you get when you're being drowned helplessly in an endless void by your own demons due to the fact that you get negative emotions that you release when you're depressed, anxious or just straight on suffering. The feeling that you get when no one can help you, not even your friends, best friends, family, no one. You're alone.
That sucks, doesn't it? Having to tolerate with all the torment all to yourself, with no one backing you up or cheering you on to fight those nasty spirits surrounding you and encouraging you to cut, to die, to suffer for all eternity.
Don't worry, my demons never try yet I suffer.
Don't be like me.
I am my own demon.
