I am slowly sinking more and more into my bizarre thoughts. Meaningless curses and chaotic voices. I've lost all senses and have pathetically surrendered. Not having the right armor nor defense at night. Every system shuts down, but my eyes open, they remain. Wide open staring at the violent scenes possessing my thoughts. They become reality, some just have stronger imaginations than others, I tell myself. Minds have a dystopian way of functioning. Mourning and anger have taken over what was once a humble being. Am I still considered human?
