𝕿𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢𝔯

I don't feel. I never have felt. Pain and emotions have never been in my life. but the urges have... the urges to stab someone... to slice a human into shreds... to listen to the screams... to end a life....

They've always been there

Now I'm trapped. Caged. In a mental asylum because of my actions- my words, my mind. They think I'm unnatural... well everyone but him...

Now my only goal is to get out. If I do that I can let the urges run free. I can feel the feeling of blood dripping off my fingers without being strapped into a straight jacket afterwards.

I can be myself.