Havent cried for you in a long time. Frankly surprised I did..
It’s like quicksand, the struggle only quickens the inevitable end..
And so we return; the slow decent into darkness
Terrifies me, keeps me up at night
I feel hollow, incomplete
Haunted by the ghost of my past future
People like Anthony Bourdain, Robin Williams and some bright people went that way. These people who saw the goodness in the world left that way. Tell me what’s keeping me here.. hope?