when your thoughts take over..

Sometimes I think that I am more afraid to live than to die. The very thought of death is so close in my head that it seems all too natural. I am not living, though there is still enough air in my lungs. My breathing is strong, though it means nothing. To live is just a dream now, and sometimes it's easier to dream than to sleep. Fears sweep your head when you try to rest, causing your dreams to become nightmares. And nightmares make everything impossible…

Living is a dream, and though my nightmares scare me half to death, it is something I will accomplish, regardless of how impossible it truly seems.