Hidden In The Dark (IN EDITING)
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They say the mind is maze of unknown insanity.
A place where you don't know how wrong you are until it's too late.
I felt myself crumbling and drifting away into what I always feared. Turning into the monster under the bed instead of the scared child under the covers. It was drowning me fast, taking me under, until I started breathing it like oxygen. Until it had me hooked by the neck, and I couldn't make my escape.
I don't know how he found me or why he stayed by my side. I just know his love was so intoxicating, that it saved me. And I know his love was so addicting, that it killed me.
Or maybe I was dead all along.
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