Too many problems, too many troubles, always fighting, always worried.
Sighing, screaming, trying but crying, frustration, confusion, depression, upsetting.
Reality, fantasy, neither is ever real. Darkness, light fade to something surreal.
No escaping, always falling into the fading void in the distance.
Loving but hating, questioning but understanding.
Intimacy, desires never surfacing from him.
Living but dying slowly decaying within.