The More I Know The Less Tortured

Why Are You So Petrified Of Silence, Here Can You Handle This? Did You Think About Your Bills, Your Ex, Your Deadlines Or When You Think You're Gonna Die? Or Did You Long For The Next Distraction.

So Many Boys, So Little Time.

I Remember How Beautiful It Was To Fall Asleep On Your Couch And Cry In Front Of You For The First Time. You Were The Best Platform From Which To Jump Beyond Myself. What Was Wrong With Me?

You Are A Worksmith And Who Cares For His Brothers, Whos Not Seduced By Illusions Or Fair Weather Friends.

I Salute You For Your Courage, And I Applaud Your Perseverance, And I Embrace You For Your Faith In The Face Of Adversarial Forces.