I didn’t want to.
I tried not to.
But, I did again,
ruined a relationship.
I gave it my all.
Then, I hit a wall.
TYPICAL,
I just couldn’t call.
My brain denies
movement, paralysis
Fears too much…
I give up.
To You: I’m back in music league, and this came up on a round for 5,000 listeners or less. Obviously, it hit a chord for me. I don’t know what I’m doing with my blog, but I’m finally writing again regularly. Honestly, I’m just trying to keep myself from going crazy…
Chained by pained to wheel out my days insane?
No FUCKING Way!
God damn me, I WILL break out of my hell, I WILL get FREE.
Dear Readers: You may not know, I’ve been a paraplegic in a wheelchair since 1991 (my freshman year of high school). I reference wheels, ramps, pain, and sickness but never explained the root meaning for me. Felt it time I throw that out there again.