Day to night fallowing and watching my self fall away from this world. Asking my self why i'm like this counting the stars at night for the answer. Sleeping is a pain school is a curse and my life is a plague to myself and the world I walk in. Crying every night for help while the stab wounds burn nothing to release the pain besides self harm screaming shall not from my true self. Fallow my self into complete darkness shall not the light take me shall the darkness my true home. Attempting to free my life and give my soul a chance to have a life beyond true relaxation beyond true life and love. Pain is help for me to keep going to accomplish my life as a draft of nothing more.
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The Darkness And The Moon
SpiritualA life of a Nyctophilia man and the light of his age.
