Exemplary

They're becoming more lucid and harder to control. Sometimes, it's like looking through a glass wall, I can see but I cannot touch. They move to their own rhythm and speak their minds until they notice me. As if time stops, it's a silent affair. We analyse each other with curiosity and despite not knowing, we are comfortable and one. But then they do something I don't approve of, their actions are suddenly violent, their words hurtful. Yet I fall into their arms, I bare my heart, my mind and my soul for them to crush.

I would never wish this upon anyone. Don't trust them. Guard your mind. Refuse to look through that glass wall. 

Until next time,

xx.