Should I even go to bed? It's 3 am. 

Growing pains of a 28 year old

Overcome by a raw emotion, half of the time I have urgently pressed my eyebrows to the crown of my head, half of the other time, deafened by the sound of my own screams. Seeking a fellow screamer, but no one desires to be a neutralizer of any kind. 

Whoa--

When will I ever have the chance, to be so mad about anything again? I hope this fervor follows me, to every corner of the earth, until I've uncovered a way, to be less apologetic about the her inside the mad.

I will pay more homage to this mad. I want to honor her more. 

Tell yourself as you wish

Cunning does not skip over a gentle voice. Your monster is the same as mine. 

Chained,

Could my interest in silence over the diluting of truth  be the very thing that keeps me. There is no word for this, it simply keeps me. 

I'm astounded at my own ignorance. Every day, I grow bigger and bigger, with my make belief friend who tells me things I don't want to hear, but have two face/d. 

Long curtains,

I'm so interesting on paper,
So interesting, that in person
I'm a drag.

I'm tired of investments.