consumed by dark thoughts, i remember only this moment. nothing that has ever given me joy comes to mind, and all the love around me is forgotten now. clouded by a voice inside me that wounds me, i see only shadow-like memories.
the voices are always there, but they are the loudest when i am weak and my guard is down. they used to be unrecognizable, and i would take them for truth, but i see them for what they are now, and i have never felt stronger.