I Hear Voices In My Mind And

And Yet, I Found I Could Survive. I Was Alert, I Felt The Pain - The Aching Loss That Radiated Out From My Chest, Sending Wracking Waves Of Hurt Through My Limbs And Head - But It Was Manageable. I Could Live Through It. I Didn't Feel Like The Pain Had Weakened Over Time, Rather That I'd Grown Strong Enough To Bear It.

It Is A Strange World," I Murmered, More To Myself Than To The Native Soul. "the Strangest," He Agreed.

I Glared At Him. "i May Not Die Now... But I'm Going To Die Sometime. Every Minute Of The Day, I Get Closer. And I'm Going To Get Old.

Not Many People Get Every Single Thing They Want Plus All The Things They Didn't Think To Ask For In The Same Day.

Do You Want Me To Sing To You? I'll Sing All Night If It Will Keep The Bad Dreams Away.