Diary of Inner Madness

I have many names and take many forms. I am one of an infinite number of beings.  You can search and will never find me.  I am not who or what you think I am.  I may sit right beside you and you will never even sense it. It happens every day, ignorant people having a pleasant interaction with me, or so they think.  They do not understand they are in the sights of terror, of horror.  To really know me, you must read and understand.