This world I know will never be like it was when I was young.
Never again, for innocence has past.
March 22nd. 2008:
I cling to myself in a failing attempt to stop the shaking.
A clench my eyes and jaw together even tighter.
I try to tell myself none of this is real.
My fingers are digging into my skin as I try to shut this feeling out.
My head starts to spin again as the whispers get louder.
I fall back onto my bed and the feeling starts again.
The feeling of hands, grabbing me, pulling me down.
I'm already laying but it seems they want me even farther down.
I lay on my side and curl into a ball.
I cling to myself as tight as I can.
I feel warm blood trickle down my arms.
I look at my hands but nothing is there.
That was one of my biggest mistakes.
I opened my eyes. Crap I think to myself.
Then I see them.
The things that aren't really there but feel even more real then me.
They are dark shadows.
God save me