To know me is to know a shadow of what once was or what could be because I don’t even know much about me.
Let alone know what I am or what I see because what once was is me.
To unlock the paths that intertwine the braided rollercoaster that makes up my mind thoughts and memories.
One step at a time I suppose will get me close to achieving that being that lies beneath all the brokenness.
– written by myself some time last year during a deep depression.