the other day i was telling my friend how great his music was and that he was insanely talented,
he went on a tangent about how messed up his mind is and he feels like he traded his mental health for talent.
i told him that it usually goes hand in hand.
most artists who create masterpieces are tormented by the things in their minds.
i haven't heard from him in a few days and he hasn't been on social media.
i hope he's okay.
he wasn't in a good place the last time we spoke and that has me worried.
please be okay.
YOU ARE READING
Behind My Eyes.
Poetrycome pick my mind and stay awhile, make yourself comfortable. it's awfully lonely in here. - inside this book, you'll find five distinct parts: simply me, which tells you almost everything you need to know about me. you, which tells you...
