as quiet as a fire

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3/9/15

welcome to the darkest corners of my mind. where my angels and my demons play hide and seek –where heaven is found and all hell breaks loose.
this is it –the place everyone seems to run away from before even entering it properly. this isn't for everyone; only few will understand what i mean. but if it were possible to combine all kinds of paradoxes one could ever imagine and lock them up in one place, this is where you'd find them –in every vein that's been cut off at some parts with their words, in every cell that dies each second for something it can't even reach, and, last but not least, in every nerve that's been hit way too many times for its liking.
they've made my insides a home of their own, taking over every single inch of my soul until we almost became one. but it's been too long –not much of me is left, and i still don't know if that's a good or bad thing.
– i can feel myself fading away
— excerpt from a book i can't seem to write