"It came then it went again. This time slightly stronger than the last, previous experience from the past did not help at all. How did I escape; break free from confinement of its control? I believe it is destined to fail when it comes to be, I’ve tried and tried to reason with it when it come to me. This time it made me shed a tear, it invaded my soul and made me whole. It had taken me to a place I didn’t want to be, a place I promised myself I did not want to go, with a her; an innocent bystander that did not know, deserve its brutal fate. She’s now a past memory, a member of the fallen. It was different yet the same, It conspired with my mind subconsciously. Selling me a dream that wasn’t able, a lie in other tongues but it. This ill i’ll never forget, why i despise it is due to all its promises which will eventually lead to regret. Replace “it” with a word e.g. Love."
