An endless hunger
An insufferable will
Razing all in its wake
An outcome it cannot escape
Anger and hate
Disgust and despair
All it can see, all it can feel
Yet the answer remains unchanged.
So why?
Why won’t you let go?
The ideal is plain to see for all, but when action remains abstract and ephemeral, what else can you find but despair and apathy?
Forsaken by his faith, forsaken by his own mind; a soul learns to comfort itself. It knows no other way.
Dissociation takes its toll on both flesh and mind alike.
The deranged writings of dissociation and ego-death