Baby... Did you forget to take your meds?

The comfort of my surroundings rarely ever equates to the comfort in my own skin. But right now it does, and seemingly so right now is all that matters. I close my eyes and embrace the warmth I feel flowing through my veins beneath my sedated skin. As the rain subsided clearing such gloomy skies, it took away with it too my desolated vision. As calm as the skies are right now, is as calm as my mind is too. But my heart is as cold as the wind.

Locked up in the crevices of my mind is a room I never want to visit. But I did unwillingly and my encounter was appalling. There exists a room that is my sanctuary and my asylum simultaneously. A place where angels and demons fight to survive while I interpose a veto. All I remember was trying to lock the ajar door, but the forces were too strong. I wanted to lock this part of me away from anyone and everyone, but the demons demanded to lust after what's left of my soul. This room I speak about, it's air is stale, it's smell shockingly putrid, surrounded by a darkness so black. Blood and grime all over the wall and dead bodies rotting on the floor. All I hear are hysterical screeches so piercing and deafening. It's dark, so dark that I don't remember much. All I do know is that I wanted an escape, and this room provided me with it. But what I really needed was an escape from my escape. In the end, I couldn't lock this door. I lost the battle against my own demons and I failed in desperately trying to hide this part of me away from the world. My vision obliterated, and now they're everywhere.