It came from inside me and whatever it was, I knew it couldn't be trusted. It loomed over me like a dark cloud and blurred my vision of reality and make believe.
There was a thin line between normalcy and insanity and I was bound to cross it.
Mr. Misty-Eyed | Josh Dun
By miserableyouth
"Gangsters don't cry." In which a boy's night terrors come true. Or the one where every night Joshua Dun drea... More