#812753 added May 2, 2014 at 8:23pm Restrictions: None
Bunker Down
I'm in the bath again. The waves are washing over me, trying to take me out to sea, I've tethered myself to the mast. Wish me luck as I sail aimlessly on this lost sea. Want to wash ashore in some forgotten paradise. Alone with nature is what I plead.
I want to medicate, but I'm a big boy now. Learning to deal with these emotions with the chemicals in this vessel is all I require.
I hate what I become and that few can comprehend why I am me. It's hard to seek love, earn it, keep it because the monster wants to kill the Dr. Jekyll inside. I'm sorry to those I have wronged.
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