O despair, where is your power? I have walked these many miles, in countries where you have ruled in your time, but it seems now that your time has passed. You have never won, not in my heart; even when you were just a breath away, I never inhaled you (caught, as I have, your scent at moments). I have always prayer to drag me out, whenever I start to sink in your peripheral quicksand. Hope survives, even when its candle appears extinguished: just to have seen its light, the memory of it is enough to see one through. I say to you, o despair, that there are great powers that work against you, and I say, too, that the smallest child can give you defeat. When all is done, there shall not remain even the slightest remembrance of you. And no one will miss you when you fade.
me?!
2:25am saturday, 4th october
I do not,i cannot comprehend how it is you can function normally whith the voices in your head.It seems so surreal to be able to do that..
me?!