You never truly realize what it’s like to lose your mind until you look into the eyes of one who has. Their eyes are wild; always searching. Constantly on the look out for those demons. Those sadistic fiends that seek claim to the little bits of humanity that’s left. You’re unable to see the war that goes on in their minds; how they’re struggling to hold on but how weak their grip has become. Because they’ve been fighting for so long and oh- how exhausting it is to keep on going. How painful it is to constantly bare arms against a foe that continuously gain strength. Feeding off your fears, your insecurities and those dying dreams. How maddening such a clash between oneself and thine mind.