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my darkest thoughts are caged, my wildest delusions are enslaved, my limited thinking is breaking limits, my sanity is fading every second and every minute. the dreams I used to have are diminishing, the pleasure I gain in your misery is enriching, the joy in your dismay is all that keeps replenishing, eyes always half opened, my head is always dark and shallow. my heart feels like an empty shadow, pouring in and out like a broken window. am I sad?, am I lost? am I someone who hasn't done what he must? I've ceased to love my mystery, and I don't hate myself either. I don't want to fit in, I'm not like anybody else. every single day, my nonchalance increases, and with every hurt, my cold heart hardens. and with every hurtful behaviour, my toxicity increased is this a phase? , in this place , in this case, I must complete it....