Insanity. A polite term to describe the self of being... Being disconnected from the norm.
Oh how normality seems so sweet. Urging for the taste, to go back to it all.
Seems oh so bitter now.
Or does it?
The correlation between
taste, and sense
"of wanting"
is strangely similar.
"Please go to bed"
Bitter and sweet, sweet and bitter. Sour.
Each is different, in taste...
but are all 'forms', of how, something tastes.
"Please, go to sleep please"
"Please go"
Go or don't go..?
"Just give up"
"Do you hear me?"
The only difference is the form.
What it became to be.
What it does to your tongue.
How it makes you react.
How it feels.
The same thing applies to the mind and heart.
Your brain.
With the brain being the captain of the body, with everything working from that source - we are certain that it is inevitable for anything to go wrong.
Like any machine, but what exactly is the problem?
Sometimes a faulty TV or Radio just needs a good thud, then hey presto!
Others just require batteries.
What exactly happens to someone when their brain is slightly out of proportion to everyone else's normal plate...
'the value shrinks'
Or so we think.
You are not working like the normal person!!!
You're crazy!
You're a freak! You're a Psycho!
You're scary!
"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU MONSTER"
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*Echos from my mind*
Everyone is afraid of something they do not understand...
How do you think the broken feel..?
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Why Am I Here? I am lost
Mystery / ThrillerBEFORE YOU READ!!! This is a dark and gloomy, psychological twist on your usual 'Detective' kind of story. A destructive mind, with broken pieces in search of amending. Why am I here? I am lost. The Diary entries of a man named Sebastian Wonders. A...
