I open my eyes, my guts hurt in pain, the sun rises over the field of rotten and newly slain mortals, their blood paints the ground so red, that the crimson color are reflected into the sky, shining upon the clouds, painting them red. My Guts hanging out from the cut which insanity struck my body, as it walks of to strike more, i hold my hands to the fatal wound, holding in my guts, trying to stay awake. I notice the suns rays shining through the clouds, causing he red light in the clouds to further bounce off and color a near by forest red. My sanity, my guts, both the same, struggles to keep together, struggles to keep me awake. But alas, For all those i have murdered, for all those that came before me. I was blinded, and i fought friend and foe. i fought life, and i would have conquered it, if it wasn't for the strike of insanity. I fear only sanity, i fear the loss of my mind, i fear -- nothing! i whisper in the wind, cursing the moment i was born to a world without reason or logic. cursing the moment i realized how the world ticks. I'm no more then a dropped broken mask without a stage. I'm the mask that has been worn upon my face, never crying, never feeling, never smiling. Just existing without it's wearer. Alone. And soon.. Lost to it's own crazy imagined world. I am called Hallow smile for it is what i am.

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The above is my whole life, where i have ended, and where i may end up.
For those of you whom don't understand this, please just leave, i did not tell you to read this in the first place.
Those whom understand what i means to slowly lose sanity in such a way that you can actually see it happen before your eyes, i would salute you, but that would only cause my guts to call out :P

But seriously, this is not just text, this is emotions, and feelings written into text... written in the best way i can describe them at the present time