Let me get on with my life!

My mind always jumps to you. What if you are the one constantly calling only to hang up. What if you know where I am. What if you are watching me right now as I write something you will likely never read. Where are you? Are you within ear shot when I scream because I feel your hangs on my skin again. again. again. Are you close enough to fog up my windows with your breath? do you recall all the gruesome details of you and I and how you forced me into things I never could have imagined. Why do you torment me so? Why do you live in my unhappiness and paranoia. Why cant I get rid of you the same way I got rid of the clothes I wore that day? Why are you always just far enough that I cannot see you? Why can I feel you... watching, waiting, laughing at my pain? You are one sick person to have such a grand time inventing new and hideous ways to destroy the human soul. You are soulless. You are void of c compassion, void of anything that makes you human. I cut you, but you do not bleed. I cut you, and suddenly I am drowning in my own blood. I hit you, and I wake up with a black eye. I cannot escape you. You have poisoned me. You have taken over some intricate part of myself. I may ever recover, but I will continue you to cover you. -AshleyAnne