I find my days blurring together, the strength I have fading away, and the happiness I once shared so abundantly slipping beyond my reach. More often than not I see myself falling deeper and deeper into the dark abyss that is me. clawed fingers layered with a thick dark sticky layer of madness grab at me. Before it was easy to resist and to revolt. Though now I find myself struggling to keep my distance...to maintain who I am. It is easier to hate than it is to love. Easier to give up than to try. Easier to say goodbye than to continuously say hello. Broken ties and tears are all I’ve ever known.