Alone in my Madness

Alone or  not, equally terrifying. I don’t care if I  stay up crying all night long, 

There’s nothing I can do to lose my love. I will protect until it until it dies, and after its death  I will be stronger than depression and loneliness, nothing will exhaust me.” 

All of this leads to disappointment. ” 

 For The loneliest moment in my life is watching my whole world fall apart, and all I can do is stare blankly,” at my  Memories

I sometimes so madly indulge in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life in the desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories, from a sense of insupportable madness and strange  doom.” 

Never felt right. it felt good, but it never felt right.” “I have freedom , safety in my madness; the freedom of strange and the safety from being understood.  human in a unique world, a private world things which contain a measure of madness. 

This madness can be saving; it is part of the ability to adapt. Without it, I would not survive.” 

am I ever crazy? Or maybe just my world… Crazy isn't being broken or swallowing secret darkness, secret images. It’s me amplified 

Too much of my sanity may be madness in itself. It is only through my madness my soul is revealed”