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The devils of my mind press against my dreams.

Screams and yells of never ending torment fill my mind.

Yet all and all I dream my dreams.

You wouldn’t want to be apart of them when the turn bad.



Heck I even don’t want them.

Yet they are an inspiration into my own psyche.

They tell me more about the depth of my own soul.

All over the world I hear people tell me what they think.



I am bound for Hell.

I am not a Christian.

I am full of hate and evil.

I am looking for pity.



All true and not true, is my response.

I really don’t care how anyone looks at me.

I really don’t care how I am perceived.

I look at my self and know that I am who I am.



Thanks for your time.

Thanks for your pity.

Thanks for your sorrow.

In all I thank you for just having the courage to even read this.



So in all this is a thanks.

Thanks to you,

Thanks to friends & family.

Thanks to the unfortunate souls out there who hear me.



I keep righting because it keeps me calm.

It keeps me from fallowing impulses that I know are wrong

It keeps me from ending it to soon.

I live to move forward like everyone else.



So in all thanks again to you all.

Without some friends who and what I am is something I dread.