Sitting in silence. Staring at the wall. Floating with my demons. Drifting away from it all. Dancing with dissociative habits. Drowning in my pain. Folding inwards. My brain's at it again. Sitting in silence Wondering where the time goes As I'm staring out the window For hours on end. Hiding. Fighting. Slowly dying. I swear… Continue reading inward.
You ask me if I will be honest. You want to know who I am from day to day. So I reply... Yes, I'll be honest. I'll show you exactly who I am and we'll see how long you stay.