What I need is patients.
When it comes to this I can't say sorry enough because I know it's hard to see from the sidelines but I can only focus on whats real.
This pain I feel. It's the only thing that seems real anymore.
Why can't I make it go away.
But each time it just seems like it's getting harder, digging deeper, taking more out of me every single day.
I wish to be normal.
I wish to be taken far away from these feelings.
But they never leave.
They never let me sleep.
Never let me live.
But they never seem to fail to embarrass me. Leave me whimpering like a child.
It's not fair.
It's not like it's easy to talk about this. These feelings left better off undescribed.
Inside the mind of a bi-polar artist who just needs somewhere to get things out of her head.
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