and hear me now boy it will be dark
where there is a will music will find a way
exhausting, terrifying and exhausting
this is what it’s like i cannot separate myself from my disease and it’s two different personalities, the one that is public and the one that is private. i really mostly don’t share that with people because how can they possibly understand and i don’t want to be a whiner or a bummer or whatever else is in my mind and i don’t want to be burdensome.
is it an angel, is it a devil, i cannot tell I only know it lives and breathes and moves within me, we are intertwined, stuck in some macabre dance for my life for eternity