Have I mentioned lately that I feel like running away? It's just... life is taking such a toll on me. I feel like a war victim, like I've been so shellshocked and battlescarred that there's nothing left but an empty facade and blind tears. I look around me, and I know that I'm not badly off.. that there are others in the world with problems so much worse than mine. That there are so many evils in this world, and I actually have an excellent life compared to a lot of people.
Yet that doesn't stop the desire to bleed, the pain in my heart, and the anguish in my soul.