Like a quill

Like a quill it can run out, but in its prime it builds further and more intense until finally a crude realization makes it something you can feel in the back of your head. Always there, even in the happiest days of your life, It can always be better it can always get worse. But in the darkest catacombs of your brain they can always be fixed with a dose of good. In the most grotesque ways you can compete with it but its an imprudence at best. And when it builds it gets further and more intense until it finally peaks. Leaving you limp and ready to smoke a cigarette.

Like a quill

eludingdesire

Joined November 2012

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My description of manic depression.

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