Well. My life is a ridiculous mess right now. My bipolar disorder seems to be getting worse. I can feel my head pulling back and forth with itself and it hurts. So today it was the worst it's been. And this little not-a-haiku-haiku came out:
Voices and voices
Whispering, taunting, screaming
Don't fuck it up now
Art may be dead, but I'm still an artist.
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