The Red Orb.. That is all I am. What's left...a single, blood-colored strobe,lost in a forever-winding maze,still pursued by my killers. The "Voices". They continue to whisper in the depths of what once was my soul that I was never capable of anything. I longed for the day they would shut up...they never did...

so,I tried to ignore them, but it caused me pain...They just kicked me until I acknowledged them..I am reduced to a shadow of my old self...
I am pain and anxiety personified. I am power contained in a small space, yearning for release.

I was Yellow. Energy. Truth. Joy...