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The Invisible Fight.

I could feel the pressure building up in my head. It is as if a valve has been opened unknown forces are taking over. That part of me has been replaced. Yes that part of me that is essentially I. The essential part of each person that more or less determines his or her whole way of life.

I have changed overnight, no more the smiling fool playing in my own little World but a harsh something that has no part of my earlier life. Gone the delicate phrases of written poetry. Reams and reams of prose all written in a light hearted tone. Ideas brimming over from my brain; hurriedly written down on paper so as not to forget a single thing.

Now a dark depressive something that is blacker than the darkest night has occupied the centres of this once happy go lucky lover of life. I want my life back. You whoever you are have no right to steal into my brain and rob me of all that is dear and me, give me my me back.

I was never a threatening type of person but you have changed me. I give you one day to leave my brain and put things back to what they were. If not I will take the only step there is to take. I will eject you by force. What my brain has not told you is that I am a legal owner of certain weapons that I will use against you.

You might have weakened me myself but now your strength is becoming my strength and believe me I will use all of your own strength to evict you from my brain. Thoughts so evil are now running through my head that would have shocked me before but these are not my thoughts I can and will ignore them. These thoughts I can and will use against you there will be no pardon. I want my carefree body back again do you hear me. My own body then I will let you go back to your own dark evil world. To be abolished by the thick slime eating part of your sick brain.

This will be my revenge for your invasion of my most innermost privacy. This is the last warning from this second on you can expect some of the most terrible things to happen to you and remember the happenings are from your own evil foul smelling infected brain.

Praise be to the Gods of Peace and Sanity. I have won the fight against the most evil brain that I have ever come across. Be warned there can be no pardon if this happens to you. You must use the evil brain to fight and win your own internal battle. I for one wish you all the luck in the world if and when this invasion takes place inside your own head.