@Ashish_
My rhyming story:
Trapped in a strangers mind. Inner peace now a struggle to find. A cloud of confusion building inside. What happened to my strength? What happened to my pride? What happened to my will to survive? Pieces of light being chipped away. A mind that now constantly strays. The infection continues to spread. Fighting off flashes of death. Left with only toxic thoughts. Lost in the dark. Reminded by the marks. Blinded to the danger from the start.

@AXES
I often wonder if the daydreams and dreams we have (that seem to bring about strong emotions) and our random intense moods are just us getting glimpses into our other selves in different dimensions. I also wonder if when one of our selves dies if all our living selves absorb that life energy and progress either spiritually, mentally, or add to the strife from dying without learning the lesson intended.

@Ashish_
My rhyming story:
Trapped in a strangers mind. Inner peace now a struggle to find. A cloud of confusion building inside. What happened to my strength? What happened to my pride? What happened to my will to survive? Pieces of light being chipped away. A mind that now constantly strays. The infection continues to spread. Fighting off flashes of death. Left with only toxic thoughts. Lost in the dark. Reminded by the marks. Blinded to the danger from the start.