The greatest differences between me and the people around me is their nightmares remains in there sleep while mine climbs over the two different world planting its claws into my soul, binding me with heavy chains of hopelessness so that I can't move.
I've tried taking somnific pills all at once but it didn't work, with age the nightmare is becoming even disturbing for me, I've fought to remain immune but failed miserably. I can only swallow my screams and act like I just wake up from a normal sleep, but my mind remains tortured, freaked out, tormented by the nightmare.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm being r***d in between sanity and insanity.
My action yesterday had proven what I feared the most, I've never been around kids younger than I before for so long, I always avoided them cause I
