"The evil within us,"too many thoughtsin this crowded elevator,of my brain that is chained,shackled by prior misery,haunted by my adolescence, cursed by the atrocities of my youth...I'm vying for agony,with fantasies of a noose,a knot that slips the pain away...for that pain must be cut loose,before I cut lines on a mirror,or lines on my arms, to charm the legion of evil,in their playground of my mind...and on the glass of my eyes,they're always tapping...
~ Anonymous
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Project Feel
Non-Fiction"Written words speak when your voice fails" I started this project almost two years ago as a way for people all around the world to see that they are not voiceless or alone and that there isn't just one version of life. Not only that but also to sh...
