everyone has left you now... how do you feel?... do those thoughts race through your mind of what could have been?... do you think of him?.... make him leave...you know you must... if things keep going on liek they are... you'll lose... you'll lose the battle you have been fighting since last time... whats your fear?.. think of your fear... what is it?... I fear to live.... I fear to love... but I fear not to die... death comes easy... but to survive...to pull away from the dark... thats hard.. I fear him being what i never want to see again.. I fear him playing with me liek the toy the other thought i was.... but i will not speak his name.... how does he survive and i do not?... how can he live with himself knowing the self inflictions others put on themselves because of him.... how can he laugh..and live...and love... but the one he knew of me is dead.... maybe though...maybe that was the better of me.... I love to live.. yet i live to die... why is that saying so true... I fear .. i might die before i actually ever learn to live...