The Games We Play in Bloomington, MN

I grew up logical.
But there is nothing logical about my life anymore.
Fairytales have turned to nightmares,
romance has shredded my heart, nothing makes sense.
It's now all a part of my new reality.
The damage has been done, ripping apart my soul and stealing the goodness my Anam Cara gave me.
There are too many questions, even without the lies.
It's the truth that finally broke me.
My reality is now fleeting through my fingers with the absence of her heartbeat. The Soul Bond that tethered me to hope is gone before I can save her.
The heartbreaking emotions that fill me beg for peace as the darkness becomes me home again.
My dreams for life no longer matter.
The battle waging inside me will determine if I destroy reality or save it.
Can I survive the pain?
Can I protect the people I love, from myself?
Or will shutting off my soul be the choice I have to make to survive?
The only thing I know is, there are games being played
I cannot stop and if I'm not careful...
the Byrne will incinerate the part of my soul I still hold onto.