At some point in our lives, we just happened to be drowning and struggling. But in the midst, we were fortunate enough to be kissed by an angel. It was so beautiful. So Magical. How can something like this ever be bad ? I don’t want to wake up from this beautiful nightmare. I don’t want to get out of this addictive pain. Let me be drenched in anxiety. Let the river of hurtful tears flow. Let me shatter. Piece by Piece. And in the end, I’ll stand before you and smile. For the scars that will never heal. For the missing pieces I don’t want to find anymore. If I had the chance, I would choose the same. I would go through it all again. Because I’m addicted to the high and numb to the pain. Keep me high all night. Keep me high all day. Break me and fix me over and over again. What you created, now stands before you. Why do you not love this soul anymore? I still love you. Always. Even in all of the madness, I loved you. I loved all of you. Even when I am out of my mind. I love you . . .