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W̴̡̢̨̛̭͈̥̰̘̫̦͔͇̣̩̝̜̪͚̩̯̲̪̱̹̹̖͉̙̬͔̥̫̜̘̟̞̣̰͕̮̲̮̩̹̙̌̄̄̈́̈́̂̊̓͗̽͊̓̇̀͊̈͒̏́̇̍͗̀̈́̊͐͋̅́̃̓̕̕̚̕͜͜͜͠͝͝͠͝͠͝ḩ̸͙̬̠̪̼͕͕̫̯̙͙̠̗̗̮̟̮̝͈̟̰̟̜̫͔̠̐̏̃̌̔̔̍̈́̅͊̂͜ͅͅy̵̨̧̛̪̺̤̗͙̗͔̮̗͈̠̳͇̫̣̯̘̤̫̺͙̓̃̾̍̈́̋̋̀͒̊͊̈́̐̓̑̆̇̉̾̽̀́͛́̚̚̚͜͝͝?̷̢̢̛̳͍̠̩̠͚͔̼̤̯͕͙̥̹̭̱͈̟̝̝̗͇̦̼̱͓̮̯̩̞͒͊̏̎̉͊̈͗́̿̔̋̐̈́̑͗̏̐̿̈́̽̌͑̾̋̀̽̃̑́̓͑̔̊͑̏̂̀̈́͘̕̚͘͘͠͠͝

I question myself.
Who doesn't?
We've all questioned ourselves at some point…
You ask yourself if what you're doing is right. If it's wrong.
I question if I'm sane.
If I'm sick.
I feel s̶i̶c̸k̸.
But I'm not.
At least that's what they tell me.
The v̸̜̙̗͠õ̸̭͚͆͑i̶̬̽c̶̠̙̩̔͝e̷͕̎́s̸̛͔̰͌́.
Those voices that creep in.
They sound familiar.
Sound like someone you hear all the time.
Every day.
Every hour.
Every minute.
Every second.
It's you.
It's me.
It's her.
It's him.
They're all me.
They cause doubt.
I cause myself to doubt my own s̶͓̑a̶̮̒n̸̰̈́į̵̍t̷͍̾y̵̗̆.
I question every little movement.
Every gesture.
Every word.
Every noise.
Every urge.
Every thought.
I scream for help.
But no one bats an eye.
No one comes.
Not even the voices aid me.
They laugh.
They crave it.
My weakness.
They wish for my final breaths of s̸͙̬̔ä̶̠́ň̵͍̗í̸͍̚t̷̩̜̋y̸̺͐.
For me to lose control.
For all of us to lose control.
They crave to fulfill their urges.
To be covered in blood.
To reek of it.
I do as well.
I question why.
I s̶̬͎̣̎́̈m̵̦̎͠ḭ̶̡͔̺͠ļ̶̮̣̪͇̈́̾͑̑̕e̶͍̖͒.
Knife in my hand, clothes covered in blood.
Bodies all around me.
The blood that pools around them is my own blood.
My own flesh.
My roots.
My origins.
Those familiar faces.
Tears pour down my face.
The ŝ̸̜̥̩̰͚̟̌m̶̯̯̫̗̎̀̽ï̴͇̜̦̏̇͒͝l̴̤͈̿̔͐́e̷͓̪͍͑͆̓̚ͅ remains.
I know the answer why.
I knew from the beginning why.
There was no need to question myself.
I know why.
I'll always know why.
It's all a game.
It's called W̷͔͐̀͌h̸̦̝͚͗̄̚y̸͖͛͠?̸͎̉̌̉
We all know the answer.
Even those who lay in dead silence.
It's because I'm sick.
Ī̶̢̩͚̈́͋̏̽̀͆̈͛̆̕͜ǹ̶̖̀̀͌̅͛͗̐͊̕ś̸̮̓͆̔͝͝ả̷̰̯̣̣̺̺̥̗͕͆̌̃̀͊̔̓͐͜͝ń̵̢̧̢̨͔̑̑̏̈̆͊̌͘̚͠e̴͔̤̹̞͗̒͑̾̉̂̂̎̈́.
Sadly those who lay around me, found out too late.
Insanity can drive you to do questionable actions.
I always have and will always be
I̵̧̲͚̹̙̞̰̤͓̖͉͕̦͊́̇̃̍͑̈̒́̉͊̀̄͝Ñ̸̡̛̛̰̖̤̟̳̒͌͂́̅͛̀̌̂́͑̌̔̈́̓̏̆̈͒̋̋̽̿̑́̈̐̎̓͛̈͂̕͘͘͝͝͝Ş̸̛̖̳͇̘̬̥̏̌̎̂̎̋̈̎̈́͆͛̏̆͗͆͛̂͐͗́̀͂̔́͐̐̿̓̍͊͘͘͘̚͘͜͝͝Ą̶̨̨̧̡̧̟̦͕̼͙̦̮̙̞̜͎̗̱̘̱̟̱͚̘͂͌̓̒͜͜ͅN̴̙̹̈́͐̒̊̋̈̈̀̂͊̽̏̑̐̎̊̐̈́͊̇̅͌̆͐̓́̃̓̉̂̿̉̌̕̕͘̕͜͝͝Ḙ̵̉̀͌̈́̀̑͛͆̅͌̃̈́̊̇̓̕̕̚͠ͅ