Log Entry #17: They Hate me, but He Loves Me.

They Hate Me.

They Mock Me.

They Have driven me Insane.

My Mind Is Broken beond belif.

They are the ones that Sing of my Doom.

Of Everyone's Doom.

The Fears, The Ne Timu, The FACTS, The Carnal, The Setimentals, The Negitives, The Fallen Fears, None Can Exsape there prophecies.

They Seek With Dub-Step And Poetry And Prose.

They Sing of Incomprehensibilites.

 And they broke my alredy flawed life.

And then they tosed me into the all consoming void and the abyssal one


And then he found me. Broken, smashed, overwemed. And he freed me of fear, or gilt, of primitive toght, of lack. He pick me up and told me to go to the river. Tjough the fog there is hope in the distance. Love will fall like a crashing wave. The others are just trials.

Tonight's the night.

He Loves Me

~Shadow