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Feels like my sanity is never going to return and that i can see it wondering far away being stolen by a cloaked person.



Unsettled by my torture and my conscience is jumping up and down on my shoulder shouting peanuts as it sees my sanity drifting further and further away.



Yet fear is stood on my other shoulder enjoying and reveling in what is soaking my skin and pouring out of my soul and so fear is breathing in and whispering in my ear planting little buds of doubt that shoot up sprouting as it enjoys and feed on the fear.



The cloaked person turning around and i see the reflection of myself stood their in front of the mirror challenging me to reach out and grab and take back what is mine laughing at me all the time teasing me.