No Story Lives Forever

No Story Lives Forever
Broken

lördag 25 november 2017

It was just a dream

I dreamt last night that something weird was happening to me. I lost control.

I hold a knife in my hand and all of sudden I notice cut marks on my arm. They're old and the scars have risen and are all whited out. It looks... nasty.

It's like my mind is trying to tell me something and I cannot figure out what it is.