something dies when you grow older.
October 30th, 2007. I quietly lost my mind late that night on a dark country road. Everything about that person is gone, erased from existence, falling through a crack in time. He's somewhere, tumbling, screaming. If I could trade places with you, my brother, I would. Anywhere but here.
Come find me. Or, maybe I should come find you. I am crippled with fear, for a future without you. Tomorrow, in a year... I can't go on like this another day, but I'll do it regardless. I'm just one more day closer to announcing it's been 4 years without you. Where did you go? Are you still with the guardians, shoeless and sockless, on the cold concrete, having your soul taken away with every flash of the bulb?
I think that's where you are.
Come find me. Or, maybe I should come find you. I am crippled with fear, for a future without you. Tomorrow, in a year... I can't go on like this another day, but I'll do it regardless. I'm just one more day closer to announcing it's been 4 years without you. Where did you go? Are you still with the guardians, shoeless and sockless, on the cold concrete, having your soul taken away with every flash of the bulb?
I think that's where you are.