The Advent

What is this...I dont know where I am....its almost as if im not me anymore...as if i was always this way but never could grasp it....who are you?...he calls himself ....Richard....Ive never herd of him

....But he looks just like me....he has no emotion ....no expression....he stares at me like im nothing.....he says its over...he says its over?.....OVER!....WHO ARE YOU!...."Im you"...What is this?....where am I?

"Your here"....where is here?...."Here is what you make it".....I dont understand,Stop F**king with me....he dosent utter a word...stares at me like im dinner....Welcome....welcome?.....who are yOu?

""This is just the begining""....who are you?....im Nexus....like the shampoo?....he he...""I guess you can say that""....Whats his problem?"" what do you mean?"".. look at him hes standing there, looking like hes going to kill us..

""You mean Your standing there like your going to kill yourself"".......But why?.. ""beacouse your week""...""youve never stop to think that maybe Just maybe""....."" It isn't

over""...""there still hope""...""Just maybe itll be ok""....what is this?...

""this is nothing more than a reflection""....Im reflecting?.....""no, simply a reflection of your self""....""this is you, holding yourself""...""holding your life""....""and