Silence is bittersweet… In one moment it’s rechargingly peaceful and in the next it’s ear bleedingly violent.

Most nights it’s not the latter, presently it has shifted into a well balanced level of equal numbness.

The staticed demons are slinking out of the back allies, the dark thoughts are swirling in a piranha fashion. In the center streetlight glow I stand, torturing the brinked decision whether to once again fight or…

I’m obsessing, all these questions

Why I’m in denial

That they tried this suicidal session

Please use discretion

When you’re messing with the message man…    -T.O.P

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