An Old Beginning.

Here we are. Again. What is this, though? Is it just me or does it feel worse than it ever did? What does this mean? Where does the sadness come from? Where from does it take its immense heaviness? I feel like I’m grieving for a thousand dead loved ones. The sadness never lasts, but it always always returns for another round. How do I … Continue reading An Old Beginning.

The Weight of the Void

I hit rock bottom today. I cranked up the volume and almost broke the keys on my keyboard. I was afraid the neighbors were going to complain about the noise. I left the window open and filled the air with over-driven music that still failed to drown out my thoughts. The louder I played the clearer I heard myself spew venom at the walls of … Continue reading The Weight of the Void