I'm no Writer, Or Talker by That point . I am a person who is afraid to close his eyes because he think he will be hunt down by the same person who appears when everything is dark, A person who for trying to help everyone is scared that those who are closest will just poke his body with sharp objects until he blows up like a Ballon . He has never been stable, Even she knows that sometime ill just lose it and never come back . She wants me to seek for help to find a way to get better. She prays for me thinking that ill get better just because words were spoken and that those miracles will happen. I would gladly belive that if i would of not cried for years just praying to forget. I wish i could just.... Forget... like i do with everything...
