You'll beg and you'll plead, because baby you see, I'm the type of disease you so desperately need.

I black out several times a day thinking about all I want to say.

The feeling rips through me. Crashing waves rush over my entire body sending the current of emotion running through my limbs until it smashes with all its might into the tips of my fingers and toes, causing me to reach out and kick away at the same time. My mind rapidly succumbs to the flooding, as my thoughts boil and drown beneath the toxic mixture that has poured into my head.

I don't long for a life full of faces where I'll fail to find a pair of eyes with a soul like mine behind them.

We all need someone we can speak truthfully to, an open ear to hear whatever it is that we're going through. And yet the sad thing is, I don't think anyone could deal with the words that I so often sift through.

Lately I've been learning some very important truths.
I've learned that you don't always need proof,
Just believe in what makes sense to you.
Everybody's entitled to their own point of view,
But make sure you stand by the truth you choose