and sometimes i wish my mind wasnt black. these holes ive dug out, these doors ive closed, the lights i burnt out, i wish i never did. i dont remember a lot, but nothing stays gone. i dont know what might trigger this to try and resurface. im not afraid of it, i honestly would rather face a monster with a face than one i have no clue what it is.
and i dont stand a chance against the monsters that my mind creates
p.s.
i find it sad that i cant even post this on here. i cant post it or really say it all. its a draft on here, tumblr, written down and scribbled out. the one thing thats actually been on mind.
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