I don't know what to say anymore, but all I know is that I want someone to talk to..
I hate being alone.
I'm fine throughout the day.
Perfect even.
But once I'm alone, once it's dark..
Everything I fear comes back.
It's as though there is no escape from it.
Night terrors while I'm awake..
Old fears run deep, and the habits just as far.
It's hard to run from something that you cannot control.
About Me
- Elocrocker
- Words are powerful things. Whether the story is written for entertainment, educational, or for personal/psychological reasons, all words can leave an impact upon someone else's life.
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