I don’t want to lose my mind. It’s my greatest fear. I’ve lost it before. I’ve been on the edge for years. Thinking to deeply, even when clean, can lead me to places, I wish I’d not seen. I was born with an unquiet mind. A mind to which I’ve been far less than kind.
It’s more complicated than that but the verse probably gets the idea across.
The stories cannot be told in one post. Some will never be told at all. There will be glimpses, perhaps. I just can’t let myself fall.
Or fail.
Again.
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