Madness

This is madness; I am literally fighting with myself. I start off with intelligence; I begin to ponder of things outside of true comprehension such as individualism or social upbringing. I then begin to dive deeper, immersing myself in deep thought. Then…he appears. He begins to throw doubts my way, contracting me in every turn. I can’t get a word in edgewise…I begin to grow angry. The internal shouting match begins, two sides fighting amongst each other internally. My body is still calm; my mind has become a war zone. I have no idea who this person is, he can’t be me. This is a demon I’m fighting; all I can sense is malice. Where did it come from? Have I actually found a way to communicate with an”inner demon”? The fights get worse each time, and yet I find myself wanting…no, needing to return. I’m probably too prideful and intelligent for my own good. But I continue to dive in to see, if there is some way to control this…sensation for lack of a better term. Though truth be told, I fear for my life.