StardustChaos-System

The world turns, the sun cries, the moon shines, and the sky dies, the clouds rise, the rain falls, a storm approaches, it comes for all, shadows form and wither away, today has been an okay day, clouds rolling in, wind picking up, nothing is left, nothing is untouched, for depression knows no boundaries, it comes and goes, stays and flees, never the same, or so it goes, tears pour, tears dry, stick a needle in your eye, close mouth, but open the mind, for knowledge is all one should find.

I have something I need to tell you. I would rather write this than say it in person because I am so nervous. You’ve told me before about your OCs? It made me want to explain - I have OCs too but for me it goes a little further – I have DID (dissociative identity disorder). It comes from my having a rough childhood (I was neglected and abused as a kid). You’ve heard the expression “the lights are on but nobody’s home?” I’m not the only one who lives in the house- I’m not the only one up here.   I should have told you sooner but I was afraid you would think I was nuts. I probably am. Anyway

From life, To more life, I find myself, Waiting for death, A being that will never come when asked. You cry, Scream and Shout, But he ignores you, Till you're all out. "You've run out of profanities," he says, As he waits for whats next. You gather your breath, Stare him in the eye, And demand to be taken from the world. He raises an eyebrow, He snorts a little, But then he realizes you're serious, He can feel your time approaching, The time for him to collect you. He watches worriedly, Unsure of what will unravel, He knows your death is inevitable, And with a sigh and a nod, He finally agrees, Your death is a death, And that's something