Uh... >_<

I'm beginning to find myself drowned in lucid dreams of eloquent fears. Poetic as it may seem, the ineffable beauty of horror and the derisive fascination that accompanies such feelings make me rise up from a pile of ashes formerly made my refuge and my prison.

Find me, bring me to light, and show the world my scars.

I no longer fear humanity, for humanity has died in me.