I'm not what people make me out to be. They see me as a light to leave them out of the darkness. while I'm still stuck with no light. All I see is darkness. there are days where I can hide it very well. Others not so much But I pull through. No one knows just how dark my mind is. If they went in they would get lost in a matter of seconds. But they should be warned. the longer they stay, the more time my demons have to find them. They really aren't demons most would call it my subconscious. But even I'm afraid to go there. So I hold off sleep as long as I can. If I can't hold it off anymore I think happy thoughts before submitting to the darkness. What waits for me is not very pleasant. Where I land there is no light. No way in, no way to tell which ways up. My mind is a dark place. That's why I lie, all the laughs and smiles. One word: FAKE. There are things people don't know about me. The biggest is I am Broken. And if there is one thing I know is for sure. There is no light that can lift up this darkness.
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Short Stories
Short StoryJust some stories that come from my mind. Or how I feel, a way to describe my point of view of subjects my friends go though. Let me know if you want me to turn any of these into stories.
