Bab 146: Anymore.

I just don't know what to say anymore I have loved I have hated , I have been to battles and fought wars all for what . This war is never ending the darkness has become my home . Demons are my only friends and insanity is a new trend. What am I supposed to do with all these broken imperfect parts that society wants me to be ashamed of . What am I supposed to do if my heart is in pieces and my soul is dying and the light in my eyes are fading . People say that I am now more mature , they are wrong though . I just have seen so much that pieces of myself are dying out , I cut out the ones that are not "normal enough" , bury my feelings till their bodies over fill their graves , kill every innocent part of me like it's a game and become something unholy to forget my pain. I just don't know what to do anymore.