Long distance is a great teacher

A Poem by Theninjawriter

WTF

There is always a bit of craziness that resounds in the brain. It's very subtle first. It creeps in like a feline thief in the night. In actuality the cat would probably knock everything off the counter. Anyways the craziness is a sign of something that isn't there but itself has manifested itself into the user's brain. This is quite unfortunate. The signs are there but are very minuscule, like a fog in the heat of the night.

Doesn't this remind you of something. The brain is talking to me again. Why don't you go for a long nap and think this over. (to the brain this is like rebooting the computer and getting rid of all those pesky viruses). Too bad this will end in blood. Oh do shut-up now. Run away Ryan. That's the only way you're going to escape their grasp. You're loosing grip on reality and your grasping for fantasy.

Sure this book says fiction. It's all based on smoke and mirrors of the real world. It's something for you to think over while we reboot you.

Reboot. Rebooting. R.e.b.o.o.t.

Don't forget about me. I know you won't. Hahaha.

Oh great. You're still here too.

Yeah. You know you're never alone.

Forget that. You never really helped me out.