Probably much more than they can ever handle to imagine it- this resilient sense of crashing thundering.. undeniable angst
Which, DETRIMENTALLY, fails to find any kind of commonplace UnDeRStaNDiNg again. Even if, she’s been to the absolute PIT(!) of her wits endings
Heavily, utterly… downright dam right deepeningly dependent upon all of these meandering sense of never-ending medications. Had to happen, though, didn’t it? Still WILL; even if, and WHEN
His mEaNdErInG mind ST(ILL) sometimes fails to safely unlock and uneARTh
What’s come and gone deafeningly before the before…. all angles of imagination attempting to be riotously restored, “PLEASE!!”
Ease this sense of never-ending balance- “back into ME.”
