April 21, 2019
Today is rough.
Hard to see the light for the darkness. Alone amongst the crowd.
She keeps calling; knocks on the door I ignore. They call it isolating. I call it survival.
Crystal is cunning, yet I can’t believe her lies.
Her voice is in my head telling me she’s my only friend. She is right here with me, never leaving my side but patiently waiting for me to open the door and play.
I sound insane. Fucking nuts more like.
But I am strong.
I must be strong.
I will overcome because I have an army at my side.
