late nights time depleted. this whole thing from the get go had already been defeated . if this all could go away i could feel relieved but then what would i have achieved ? i try to escape these fights and words that are  exchanged every night . it is becoming normal to me is that ok? what happens when your enemy becomes your friend ? how do you defend what you are so out to destroy. these moments these people this experience, a love hate relationship , it is almost as if you found peace it feels like something is so wrong because it can't be that easy. this confused mind state from everything you have learn to this dare of pressure and chaos finally leads to ask yourself , is it you ? is it them ? and if not either then who ? possibly a man named lucifer. the struggle is real hell is just as real as heaven