I feel at this point that it was a gracious thing to be given these thoughts. To be given a world of your own full of caverns and tunnels and secret passage ways that only you know the way around. To not have to be stuck in such a bland world that has had the creativity and life sucked out of it. Freedom of thought behind these walls, I wonder if anyone else can see the adventures I go on through my eyes. Maybe I have completely lost my mind and let my self journey off to the "dark side". But I like it here, and you would too. For had it not been for you I never would have made it. There are still wars with the norms outside our doors, but that's okay. They're starting to fight just to get in.
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Depression Is My Kryptonite
PoetryA jumble of extremely depressing poems written by me. And ramblings that feature mood swings every other second. Oh well.
