the other night I wrote some poetry. trying somthing new I actualy planned my decent into a depressive state and out of it within a few hours.
The right mix of "self medication" and the right soundtrack (i am an audioplile) led to an almost fluid writing of this poem.
Waiting 10’
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Though after writing something like that, I'd be curled up in my bed with a big bottle of bourbon, crying my eyes out. I find it so hard to write about old memories.
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