19 February 2013
The sun sets and I fear that again night is upon me once more! I try with all my might that it will be alright. I pray everyday that my mind will erase, the unpleasantness that defines my every night! Who is to blame? I ask my self, only that answer is not within or much help. So I hate when the day creates night, and all my will to fight becomes truly my defined and repetitive continual plight.
I say these words because of circumstances that have been, things I cannot help but would love to erase! Instead the trauma is ever clear and present in my closed unforgiving deserted thing called my heart!
Night • Opuss № I