who i am.

insight sixtytwo i found a poem... written in 2014... enjoy?.... still has some relevance i guess ?? when night approaches we get excited about the pictures we will draw adding more and more rain oozes from our skin as we battle the demon within the morning after we want it again knowing it will always end the same we are children of the night dark calling to their delight bodies with battle scars as painful kind of art of ours we aren't heaven's angels but hell's heroes 

insight sixtyone i guess you don't really understand your dependence, love and reliance on a person until you're apart. the strength of the bond that you need physically yet it's something you take for granted until it's no longer visible. Day to day laughs that are your medicine from the dark, smiles for just seconds that brighten the doomed thoughts. Just a few days, it's less than a week; why should I be bothered? maybe because without you around I feel lost within myself, or the daunting fact that we are two as one but apart, we long to be in each other's company. but it's only a few days right? wrong. mentally, emotionally, I realise how much I lean on you, even if it's not noticeable, to you, to anyone. maybe that's the only reason I like to spend 6 hours of exhausting boredom, because I know I will smile with you for all those seconds I desire. maybe you're a drug, a dose of happiness that no one nor nothing can replace. in the worst of...