tristen

my past returns to haunt me... daemons i thought i had once laid to rest have risen to torment my soul once more... the weave of time spreads before me like a cloth and laughs at my futile struggle to gain ground.
i have not silenced them... they are more angry now than ever for not listening... why... must... they... torment me...

my anger and fury has returned anew... my body no longer strives to obey me... im not sure i can stop it sometimes... my mind that is. It doesnt want to give me my life back...
pray...
pray for me to whatever gods you hold dear and wish me luck... i don't see any way out.