It's funny how they say that they know.
They tell you they feel you.
Do they really.
Does anyone know how to react to my demons.
When I'm sitting still trying to close the door they are furiously clawing at.
Pushing them by their horns back into the hole they nest in.
They created a home in my mind and I don't blame them for doing so.
I mean if you found a house that is in that place you always wanted to live wouldn't you make it your home.
It has the perfect view of havoc and the correct mania at the fair crazy you can afford.
They found that in me.
I didn't even know that such a place existed and they know me better than i do.
So if I get any of you sane humans telling me that you understand while you haven't even met us.
You are gonna get a taste of the little perfect piece of Bulltrash in my head.
And I promise you.
It's gonna kill you.
This is my first piece. I hope you like it and if you think you can make it better just notify me and we'll work on it.
Thank you.
