I feel it again. It tries to grab hold of me. I should have seen it a couple months ago. It always comes when I am alone, perfect prey. So sly that I don't feel the icy fingers slowly caress my skin, turning me cold. I was terrified yesterday. It was coming for me again. I never thought that I had a say in what it could take from me. I don'
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answer my calls and I will be the drug to make you un-depressed. Or I will destroy you.
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