What is sanity? // Is it to tether on the edge of consciousness, leaving only crumbs to decorate my footsteps, following the imposed rules and regulations one by one until my soul dies a slow and quiet death?
Risky Business
Insomnia Ray of Light: Those That Came Before
During the night's darkest hours, fear can find me. Fear that I will keep falling until I hit something sharp and crack my skull open. The pulsating wound that ensues lets everything seep out into the open, covers my last spider web thin connection to sanity with heavy blood until it snaps and cuts me... Continue Reading →
On Mama's Mind 