Groom of Eris

“This isn't real,” the voice says, Whispering through the ether of darkness: A black void that occupies my mind. It is without form this voice speaks, No consciousness but my own To sustain its malevolence, Subsisting entirely on my paranoia Because I don't know how to exist Free of the anxiety born from my insecurity.... Continue Reading →

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