i've stayed up half the night didn't get much sleep but it seems that around here no one cares anymore. but then again maybe i'm just tired of hearing people ask if i'm okay or if i need anything people care a little to much or a little to less now a days.
every night for the past month i have not been able too sleep very well maybe it's my depression maybe it's my anxiety? i'm not so sure anymore you know. i guess it's just the fact that my nightmares creep up on me when i least expect them
when i close my eyes the voices inside my head slowly make their way from one side of my head to the other.
the demon who lurks in my room late at night fades into the darkness as i cry quietly to myself
this creature is a woman dressed in black & white
she has a deep pulsing stare when she looks at me
her hands are black as cole.
i see her in all my nightmares
she's always there.
- too be continued -
*6:38 pm*
