Does it count for the hurt, pain, and sadness? Is it the lack of thinking outside of my immediate demise? Where seethe rules? Who plays these games? Why even make it such? Reach out into me. Break through the transformational barriers of togetherness. I am exposed and people seem to take advantage of the exposed I. Close the doors, put up the barriers, hide. Sink into nothingness of lonesomeness and disconnection. These demons have created a demon.