prodigal idiot returns
I have to write and I have nothing that I dare say. If I say the things I feel I risk alot of judgement. But I don't feel that I have to care about judgement. And I don't feel like I have to care about how a person with my condition should and should not be..or feel..or think..and sometimes destroy.
Have you ever taken a sledgehammer and lost your mind on a wall or some other thing that needed to be demolished? Was there ever a time you burned your bridges and watched it burn with a manic giggle? I feel like I want to carry matches and burn every bridge and take down every wall and let this radiation inside me burn everything and everyone around me.
Who am I really protecting? myself? or someone else? I owe nobody a thing and said nobody could not be bothered to give a damn anyway. so let fly the black flag..let loose my dogs of war..and burn.
There are two sides to every coin and two sides to every one of me. The vicious creature that wants to punish and the other one who tries to make up for it all.
maybe one will kill the other so I can just feel like a whole person. I am starting not to care which one dies. just die.
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