JOURNAL ENTRY 07

it is... weird. I don't know if I'm dreaming of them or if these are shards from my memories, at times. it all keeps meshing, twirling, winding.. twisting... together. An amalgamation of sleeping and waking thoughts pulsing like a racing heartbeat. i wake up drenched in sweat, feeling as if I've seen something... something horrifying. i feel something, someone- at my mercy. i feel it pleading for me to stop calling it to these twisted nightmares, but I have no choice, no will. i do not choose what happens there, not anymore. i used to have some semblance of control within my dreams, but as the terrors got worse, so did I. and this person returned more, and more, and more.. and each time they look more terrified than the last. they want to go home. i want to free them from the prison my mind has trapped them within, but I do not know how. until i find a solution... for now, I have not slept for 7 days. I hope as I stay out of my sleeping state, they can find peace... even if for a little while.