• Everyday I can't stand to hear the voice. It rips through me like a knife. Yet, I can't stay away from it. I always want to come back to where this voice soothes me with razor sharp words. Until I met it, I never knew what it meant to be in love. I always thought it was something in movies. But I realize now, no movie could express the slightest feeling I receive by the slice of each horrid word. But I love it. Nothing could bring me away from the darkness of its being. I am and will always be the only one that understands it and will live throughout the life of it. Why do I love it? Because IT is undecided and you will never know what IT could be.