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Hell Awaits II.

I sit around tormented by my own demons and some of them are very real, very alive and both within me and without me... it saddens me when there are people and their demons in my life that i cannot control and the only true way to deal with any of them is to walk away, I have my own demons and issues within this fragile skull of mine to deal with, I have to focus on what's im[portant and not the lesser things as I have to be strong and destroy any doubts or failings of weakness inside my head, the days tick closer now, soon it will start to be judgement day, I have to prepare for the rest of what has become of my shattered life, some of the wheat on the chaff in my life will not like the decisions i make and they will not like where i go from here, but where I go is for my own purposes and it is for one reason only to make a better life for me and my child.... the only real question is how far down into the bowels of hell will i have to go before i reach my final destination... And if the one person formerly in my life that seeks to destroy me will continue to try to drag me down into her personal hell inside her mind, Like the phoniex i will always return to the battle and never give up, but sometimes i wonder if it's worth the effort when someone once close has betrayed me so constantly that i have little faith or value in the inherent idea that thei might still be some good in this world, and i consider resigning myself to my fate, but then agian, I'm better than that, and concepts of fate and destiny are not something i take into account, I have and always will make my own way, The only true fate is the one you make, Not the one people make for you.. I embrace my destiny like the cold hand of death, if only to control the next movement.

Current Mood: Determined.
There are two types of people who will tell you that you cannot make a difference in this world: Those who are afraid to try themselves, and those who are afraid that you will succeed.

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