The fictional pain of it all

I am only human. And how better to realise this then to know that the biggest word if someone wordled you was love. I am slipping into an abyss where how I see things is such a wierd place to be in. Its got all sort of labels like needy and crazy and though I know it there is no way that I can manage this juggernaut right now. I wish you could buy peace. Just peace at the end of the day. So here I am standing in front of the mirror... looking at my placid face. And I and I alone can hear the scream within. If I look at the face on the scream its staring at me straight and screaming its lungs out, rage dripping down it. And I dont even know what I did wrong. I dont even know if she is screaming at me or the world. And if any of this will change any time soon.