• weaghtless and floating scraming in vain in the nothing void of my life. I'm alone here so alone in this dark place with only jeering demons laughing in my ears. what was so wrong with me that even my family rejected me? why was i hated so? was i truly the monstrosity they said? not worthy of living and yet not good enough for a bullet or peice of rope with which to end it. suddenly the voices of the demons become one, a voice pushing me towards a path i had long avoided;violence. and so i found my sloice in a blade buried in my skin wispering of the will to love i had long let go.my heart became as a frozen stone the only sound reaching my ears was the music i so longed to scream from the roof tops. so i sit here in my dark world listening and waiting for the light to free me from the prison i constructed around myself