Hark! Dost thou hear me? I have no clue, not the slightest clue of
what is wrong with me... I am rude, a lot supposedly, but I never
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Return Whence You Came
Hark! Dost thou hear me? I have no clue, not the slightest clue of
what is wrong with me... I am rude, a lot supposedly, but I never
notice it. I feel as if I should hate myself... I don't know what to
do. I am scared and lost. I know the hurricane is gone... but what
kind of storms art hither to trouble me? Is this a strong one, or will
it be a small rain cloud? Return to whence you came, because I do not
have time to dwell or analyze what you put forth to me. Thou art a
Demon, so hei back to the hounds of Hell whence you came. Fie! Fie
upon all that I can't control... fie upon myself. Dost thou know how
to end this, how to end all of this? Can thou helpst me to conquer
this Demon that hath controlled me once again? No, wherefore?
Wherefore can't thou helpst me to control this Demon? Thou can't
helpst me because only the power of the person being controlled can
stop the Demon. The mind is much more powerful than one thinks. Mark
my words! Only one who truly believes in themselves can actually
conquer the Demon whom posses them. He, the Demon, hath claimed many
lives with suicide... lucky I was not one of those victims. I have
learned not to conquer or control, but I have learned to try to
tolerate and try to ignore. It works once-in-a-while because sometimes
I am the conqueror of this Demon. One day, I will be the ruler of
thee. So, Fie! Fie upon the Demon! and Hei back to the hounds of Hell
whence you came, wherefore? Because I will be the ruler of thee!