Quote Originally Posted by MastaChronic
alone with nothing but my mind. not pleasant company, i try to sleep but demons from my past haunt me like they do every night i try to fall into peaceful respite, they wont allow me the tranquility of slumber.i tell myself theyre not real, but they wont leave me alone. i smoke a joint to try and make them go away but this time theyre here to stay, they whisper in my ear the wrongs i have done and twist the good into a sick caricature of what it had been. they torture me tirelessly with no cessation. i cry out to whomever might be listening to lift these demons from me but to no avail. the demons steal my strength away leaving me weak and helpless, wasted and hopeless. the demons put steel in my hand and tell me to end it all before they do, i resist and they set upon my mind, flaying it with the past and whispering they are forever, and with the breaking of dawn they are gone.
Well technically, there aren't many signs of emotions in this text...seems to me that these "demons" (yes I realize the metaphor) are making it hard for ya to even feel emotions. Perhaps not, maybe I'm just relating to it too much and turning it into my story, damn gotta stop that.

good luck man