I am the afflicted. Haunted by my memories and tormented by the mind. There is no respite here for the broken. My saving grace is turning the burning into something worth reading. Perhaps someone will feel a little less alone after hearing about the darkness that resides in me
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Stories by NotSoSocialButterfly
Who Have I Become?
Mistakes were made.
Lost myself in all the confusion.
Something
Inside my mind I hear
*Knock knock*
Who is it?
Not you.