buired

I find myself mute by my own mind. Drugged by my thoughts. Attacked by my reactions. Silenced by my feelings. Humiliated by my actions. I lose my mind. My sense of time abandons me. I act without thinking. I lose myself. I bleed to death trying to avoid it. I fight against something invisible, inevitable. I allow madness to take over me. It possesses me. It controls me. It dominates me. I feel nothing for anyone. I feel too much for everyone. I find myself totally alone, buried. My desires strangle me, they choke me. I am the engine of my own evil.