Identity
I do not identify as who, neither do I identify as what. I have broken every law, grammatical, physical or mental. I am a bullet that knows no friction. A bullet that does not know when to stop. I am unstoppable. I am a mother seeking shelter for her little ones. I am a leader sacrificing everything for the pack. I. AM. UNSTOPPABLE. Yet although all of those could have been good, they are not. I get stronger when life pins you down. The lower you go the stronger I am. Here, to shatter you and your ego. To grab you and throw you off your high horse. Regardless of whether you deserved being there in the first place or not. I call myself Man of the Mists although I am not a man, but I am mystical. I am a combination of your biggest fears, your greatest weaknesses and your flaws, I am a blackhole that siphons all your thoughts only to throw them back at you. I am everything yet I am nothing. I am the emptiness within your heart, I am the strange feeling in your gut. I am the mist that blo...