Was In A Bad Place Yesterday

I can feel myself slowly creeping into the dark hole full of anti social tendencies and demons attempting to convince my inner workings to give up and proceed without caution. Walking down the stairs backwards anticipating. The welcoming arms of the inescapable pain in which i am already a regular customer. screaming from the inside out wondering why there is always a storm cloud to hover over or around my sunny day. It seems to be the trickling affect of the crippling poison that is my relationship with everyone. there isn't one portion of this misrepresented life that i would want to share or wish upon anyone. i can feel the darkness becoming more and more unstable as each day passes, as each individually placed cluster fuck of a conversation is had. i don't want too lose the control i have over it, i have no idea how i will handle the reaction from those around me who don't know or don't understand. its not that they don't understand its they don't want to. they want to live in their cotton candy, plush surreal reality that they have created in their own unstable minds.