Have you ever once in your life reached out to touch infinity?
I want to open myself, let him inside. But how do I give what has already been taken?
Only by confronting your demons can you ever hope to conquer them.
Perfect? How can you define a word without concrete meaning?
Anger requires energy, something I don't dare waste on what cannot be altered.
Red and raw like my brain, unable to shut down, thoughts crashing like electrons orbiting a nucleus of deuling emotions.