Where do I go when madness arives? My character and personality almost melt away, and I can physically feel it happen.
I shrink, my vulnerability will be the death of me, only if I allow it.
Yet, I refuse to be afraid because I am worth fighting for. I am the perfection in the madness. I am Me! The madness doesn't scare me anymore, because I know threw it, the perfection will eventually peak. That perfection is Me!