Spectres will follow Destroying your sanity They feed off your guilt
Ghosts are funny things. They creep out of your dreams Haunting your day and thoughts Just to cause trouble it seems Ghosts are scary things Chasing you down through halls Reminding you of your failures Pointing out all your flaws Ghosts are fucked up things They relentlessly hunt you They scream at you about mistakes … Continue reading Haunted
Why do I write. It's not for you. It's all for me. I just have too. It's my escape. It's my relief. Define the dark. Find the landscape.
So sleepy and dazed I didn't see the signs start Now I'm in the hole
I haven't written much, my creativity is a casualty of the treatments. I find myself in a strange place. I look back and feel several emotions at once. I regret the consequences I created for myself and my family. I regret the reputation I ruined for myself. I don't like knowing I was so out … Continue reading My insanity is my drug