Time and time again, I warn myself. The dangers are apparent. A wound that is not there. A pain that is not real. A yearning for the feeling. I know this all too well. I know the things I put me through. However long it takes. I never seem to realize what I really put me through. My heart controls my mind. I don't listen to reason. I push myself past the point of no return. The feelings last beyond the hurt. They turn to longing and terror. Reason has escaped me, only fate will guide me. I may say I'm in too deep, but no one can save me from these waters. They dare not tread the dangerous waves, the treacherous winds, and all that lay inside me. The troubles I put myself through, will surely be my downfall.
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