I Am Trying To Hold On, But I'm Losing It

Blanket... The girl always has a blanket around her shoulders. Whenever i see her sitting in her room, or on the couch, she is never without a blanket. The girl is always trying to have something good wrapped around her to keep out the demons, and since she can't depend on anyone, she turns to a blanket to scare away the darkness. The blanket acts like a shield to keep away the negative voices trying to get into the girl's head. Unfortunately, no matter how tightly she wraps that blanket around her shoulders, it still ins't enough to keep the voices silent. The voices still get through. Fill her head with poison. Make her afraid of life. Force her to believe that happiness is just some sort of dellusion that we are all trying to hard to make a reality. Sadness is so natural for the girl that as weird as it sounds, it could almost be her own happiness. Her only happiness, her only comfort.