Comments about Jadey Marin
A Never Ending Despair
I am starting to think that I have a stalker. That has an obsession and does it with the utmost passion. Ruthless and cruel would be a understatement.
It whispers to those I hold dearest, whispering sweet nothing creating an illusion while it sucks the life out of him, out of us. Before we know it screeches so loud that everything starts to bleed. We are no longer blind to it nor deaf to it. It smiles, with razor sharp teeth. Confident it strolls about knowing that its winning once again, savoring every tear, every pain. 'He is mine' it pronounces. As if the doctor heard him, he says:...