An: I hope you enjoy….I wrote this while I was on my depressed crap I reread it and I couldn't believe I wrote this please enjoy.

I'm trapped and can't get out.

I'm stuck and can't be rescued.

It's too late for me, or so I've been told.

No one will listen no matter how much I try.

I scream, I shout, I beg and plead.

Why won't anyone listen to me!

Do you not hear my cries?

Or do you not even care?

I know your there but all you do is just give me that cold, lifeless glare.

What happened to me you'd ask.

But I'd just laugh it off.

You see I've lost myself.

Ironic isn't it?

Trapped inside my own mind.

You wrap your arms around me and tell me that we'll get thru this together.

I wish I could believe you.

No matter how much I wish to believe you…..

No matter how much I want to allow you to melt my worries…..

I know it is nothing but a lie, yet another empty promise between you and I.

You resentfully release me and kiss my forehead, I'll be back you promise me.

This I know is not a lie.

If there's one thing I can be sure of, it's you'll always be by my side.

But when you leave, they come back. And with a vengeance.

"No! NO! NO!" I screamed out to the seemingly empty room.

You come back running to my hospital room and hold me tightly and just like that the voices disappear.

"S-Stay with me, S-Soul." I force the words out with my raspy struggled voice, I think you heard me this time because you kick off your shoes and lay down by my side where you belong.

Many people complain and whine about how life is so unfair and about how they have been dealt a bad hand.

However, those people don't know the half of it.

They don't know what hell truly is.

Drowning slowly within yourself, being eaten away by insanity little by little is true hell.

I'm a prisoner, and escape is not an option.

I'm at the mercy of my own mind.

"Don't worry Maka, I will protect you…" you whisper and with that you fall asleep, out like a light, leaving me all alone once more.

This time the ghostly whispers are more like alluring shouts.

"Come Maka, just let go."

"We will protect you, you just have to let us."

"Darling Maka, just give up."

I try to refuse them but there just too strong and I can't find my voice.

Who am I kidding if I can't save myself how can I save anyone else?

I'm a prisoner, but this no ordinary prison.

It is much more vicious, much more uncanny, much more lonely and much more dark and scary.

This madness, I can feel it slowly consuming my soul.

The darkness wraps its unwelcoming cold arms around me and drags me further down into the senselessness.

I'm fighting a losing battle.

I just don't know if I can take it anymore.

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