I’m trying to dissipate into mystical abysses, but how can when my mind can hardly stay awake? Every breath I take is a breath closer to my last one. Fate lies in every move I make. Dreams are just escapes because my mind cannot bear the truth. The truth that this is my life, a confusing and dark place where I can't seem to even call my own mind a home. A place where the walls close in, and I can't think straight because every emotion that pours out of my soul is vulnerable to be judged. What can I do here, but simply be alive? I cannot feel alive, simply I am just breathing and living. Save me from my mind, since even here I can't find a way out. Darkness from all corners of every word I write and every thought I think. Happiness now is just a memory that seems to have faded away into the darkest depths of my soul. Yet still there is a part of me that longs to be the person I truly am, beneath this mystical abyss that suffocates me alive.