When My Repressed Childhood Emotions Escape (HIS)

A love-hate affair with my homicidal ideation

When my eyes welled,
he said stop.

Loving a Man Who Wants to Kill Himself. (HER)

I see light and he sees darkness. I feel hope and he feels hopelessness. But we share our pain. We share our love. We share our life.

But, I Won’t Die (HIS)

What’s 4 AM without a Crisis?

It’s all a lie. The doctors can’t help. The priests can’t help. The psychiatrists will not help. The exorcists, scientists, therapists, artists, activists, bankers, brokers, jokers, and even your friends can’t help. They tell you to look to god, but he chooses not to help. You are alone and no one can do anything it. You are dying inside and out, and only wish the outside would die first.