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Insanity

I have live all my life on the brink of insanity. Sometimes finding my self in a room for no reason. I have also been told sometimes I sit staring blankly or in fear at absolutely nothing at all.
Why am i like this? why do i switch back and forth so much? I never had a traumatic experience that I remember. The rest of my family is FAIRLY sane.

I lay in bed to sacred to sleep but to sleepy to stand. I used to make myself sick from FeAr.
I don’t wanna hurt anyone.
But that’s my self appointed job.
Oh? Why am i telling you all of this?
Why not? You will be dead soon anyway.

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