382nd Post

Isolation.

Such a beautiful word.

My haven of peace?

Or my haven of insanity?

Maybe its for the best.

Society casts me out.

So that i am free to wander.

And i answer to no one.

For now.

Silence.

Keeps my rage and hate.

In check.

But eventually.

I will be consumed and blinded.

By insanity induced.

Bloodlust.

The need to kill.