BAD-Blight

Months have gone by, My mind now my enemy. Days fly on, My heart now cold. Rage has covered love, spite controls actions. Simple life died, Concussions took over. Fate wasn't easy, the madness thrived. And yet all I could do was watch from afar. Death came and left friends chose sides. Traitors pointed fingers and the trust died. My mind now my enemy plays tricks and lies. Rage covered the love blurring lines of happiness. Fate wasn't easy tragedy consumed my heart. Death came and left due to the grief bestowed upon me. The gun in my hand now my only ally pulls up to my head to silence my rage. No tears to shed no hope to be had. I've

I’m going to write these monthly journals for now. I know since the last time I wrote the little thing about my….. watcher, I don’t have a good name for her yet but I’ve felt better getting it off my chest. For the few people who choose to believe me, I know it sounded crazy regardless of who I told, some told me to change up things to see if I’m just imagining it. So I did. I’ll keep the changes short since it was just two things. First one was the dogs, the BIG thing people told me to change. I put them in a different room, the white dog doesn’t appreciate that change but it was just going to be a