The scream is a thing.
If no one is around, and the setting is right.
Give it everything you’ve got.
Rip out your vocal cords.
Pull a muscle in your diaphragm.
Blood curdling.
Piercing.
Sustained and elevated volume..
That’s you.
That’s what’s underneath all this.
That’s what you really are
I will never stop, I hope you know.
Nothing will beat me down to the point of no return.
Do you think an addict and a narcissist are the same thing? Maybe just different ingredients in a f***** up salad.
I think most of it stems from childhoods. Probably.
Messy things in the past that travel through time.
Destroy lives and rec potential, within countless individuals.
Not bound by blood or genetics.
Experience, I think these problems and character defects blossom from experience.
Or, genetic disposition, and improper steering.
One, then the other, a then b.
It doesn’t do any good wishing that it was a different way,… Doesn’t do any good feeling self-pity, I know that.
I’m better in real life, the diary is just for a diary.
One of the times I went to narcotics anonymous, there was this older lady, and she talked about how she wrote down her feelings for years. Like it mattered. And when she got clean she went back and tried to read it.
And it made her sick.
She couldn’t believe that anyone would ever want to read that mess.
I get it.
I’m going to talk to my video game friend, and I’m only going to ask her about her day .
I will actively listen and I will make an effortless execution, steer the conversation away from myself.
I’m much more interested in what other people have to say.
What I say is not important 👍✌️
dawn 