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Untitled Part 6

I'm losing it. My sanity always slipping away. Liquid silk in my palms slipping though my fingers slots. Like coins to a claw machine grabbing at it never grasping it for more then a second. Tear my voice away make me mute no volume left to play. I don't want to see the world crumbling eat my eyes away. Head so sharp in numbing burning chaotic pain making everything dull away. All my senses are senseless. I want to bleed! Cut out the sin under my dreadful plagued skin. Let me begin a new. Renew my will and drive. I crave to be whole again. No home yet again. I'm screaming in utter torment stop it all please. "Oh god please help me!?" I scream yet no ones hears my pleas. Or is it that I'm not really screaming maybe I'm just voicelessly tuned out. No one to stop me no one to save me no reason to live. Yet why do I live? Because I have no reason to live and that drives me to a fit of anger.  I'm in real danger here I'm just a mortal with hardly any sense of moral. I can't sleep or be awake or the demons torment me the demons of the nightmare world rich in terror. Why can't I cry?! No tears just my fears through out all these years.