imagine a thousand, no 10,000 dark-gray, ghoul-like creatures with the blood of children dripping from their razor sharp teeth pulling you back down into a dark, thoughtless, feeling-less, numb, abyss. Once you get down there, because let's face it, there's no escaping their grasp, you're injected with a razor sharp needle the size and width of a jumbo black magic marker. In this injection is a nauseating, vile substance that penetrates your Cerebral Cortex and stings your Temporal Lobe. The Temporal Lobe is a section of the brain that is associated with perception and recognition of auditory stimuli, memory, and speech. These ghouls are well read in the art of torture, they know their stuff. The drug forces your mind to focus on the sum of every childhood memory of scorn, ridicule, manipulation and pain. Teen angst included. Soon, the drug turns into a sharp, biting physical pain. Survivors have described it as a full body migraine mixed with the peeling off of all your toe nails at once. In your mind, you're totally exposed. Your deepest, darkest secrets, the ones that not even you want to recall, are out in the open like those dreams you have when you're naked and walk into a room of strangers. Sitting front row in this experience are your worst enemies. They are benefiting from your pain like a heroin addicts vein. Nothing is sacred, safe, or secret to you anymore. All you hold dear has blown away like the ashes of your closest loved ones thrown over a towering cliff. You've tried successfully to Rise Up!, but to no avail. You've given everything, you've immersed yourself.
Is your demise imminent?
Are these feelings permanent?
Untie that rope,
there'll be hope.
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