She loved me here
among the ravenous mountains...

I try to stir you
gently...

Do you think that I could forget you?
That I could murder all the moments...

You said I'm like an exploding star,
with just a few too many self-destructive...

Panic attacks on the road
to recovery...

I don't mind that my soul is wild...
You're looking to settle down though...

All of this anger bottled up -
I will someday explode and no one...

How then, I ask you.
How then can a simple, sinful, 100% human heart...

To you, whose mind is made up:
My heart breaks for you more than anyone in the...

Another poem to my depression:
You are what I slip on...

January 28, 2016.
I didn't know I could heal...

Just smile,
he'd never hit you...