I Never Promised Things Would Make Sense Here, So What Did You Expect?

I don’t know where my voice is, but I need it to scream. There’s gotta be a way, but my words disobey and my head starts to spin, and the dark thoughts, they grin. Somewhere, in the corners of my mind, at the borders of my soul– Oh. The cereal in my bowl has gone cold. I think I’m getting old. Well, aren’t we all … Continue reading I Never Promised Things Would Make Sense Here, So What Did You Expect?