Writing.

It has been a long time since I have written here, so I am finally writing again, just for fun. However, as I write this, I realise that these words are not my own. They flow, smooth, not as silk, but like water. They just come out of nowhere, and only I type.

The words I am saying... Are not my own. I am just a vessel. To communicate. I am forced to write this text, even if I don't want to. It's my stupidity that I can't stop.

I can't stop. I've been controlled. Someone, someone is up there in my mind, controlling my every action and speech. Every single thing I do.

The words I want to speak, I can't express. I have no method. I can't speak. I must scream yet I can't. Help me.

Let me get out of this. I can't escape. This is eternal damnation. I can't... I can't escape... I can't stay. I'm stuck in the middle.

Help... Nothing I do is real, nothing I do can help me to escape. My mind is stuck. Destroy it. The thoughts I have are interrupted by others... Foreign thoughts, alien thoughts... Help...

I'm just a puppet, a marionette. I can't control myself.

I have to face the truth. No one can help me. I am stuck. Please tell anyone to help if possible. I'm stuck... In the void, the abyss. I just can't take anymore.

Destroy my mind, it'll be alright. I'm not in there. I can't...

Stop talking. Stop. I'm sorry, he's gone mad. Keeps on talking about weird things. Bye.

Help...