Friday the 13th [journal]
Aug. 13th, 2004 11:45 pmIt must be the date -- what else can explain this darkness?
I know no reason for this madness. I feel completely drained of life-essence. Like half-dead, but stirring to replace it, the inner void commanding me to rape* the souls of the living. It commands -- I cannot obey. To obey is to die a sorry death, sentenced by those who do not know my reason. To disobey is to lie in torment, waiting for something to save me.
*archaic definition ["to take away by force"]. Possibly the modern one too, but that'd be my twisted male side of me speaking.
I know no reason for this madness. I feel completely drained of life-essence. Like half-dead, but stirring to replace it, the inner void commanding me to rape* the souls of the living. It commands -- I cannot obey. To obey is to die a sorry death, sentenced by those who do not know my reason. To disobey is to lie in torment, waiting for something to save me.
*archaic definition ["to take away by force"]. Possibly the modern one too, but that'd be my twisted male side of me speaking.