Look back:
Manic depressive youth –
Scarred by self destruction.
Ending life,
Or raking sharp steel across flesh.
Anything to feel,
In that real numb world.
Grey hazes across Reality.
Matching my dull grey irises;
Glazed gazings.
Any other dimension but this one.
Better now.
Been a long,
Hard Road.
Manic Depressive Youth.
