The storm within
How or why do we have sympathy or these neuropathways that make us feel? Is that what makes us human... I just don't know. If we feel for one another or care why do I see this? I see everyone walk by moving along in life but cant you see that deep down I"m breaking away. Until I'm nothing but a hurricane that you can only see if you look deep within or see the storm swirl in my eyes, I'm happy in life, yet I wanna die. Am I bipolar teenager because of crazy hormones or is my depression created a life of deadly disasters? I hate this so much, I'm so happy then a storm builds up in the walls of my mind and breaks me. This storm floods my eyes with tears and fills my veins with destruction for I can not be happy. This storm wiped out my life and then like a drug it makes me forget the storm. But I still must face the devastation and damage after the storm and rebuild. I rebuild just to get blow away again. I'm so happy but the sunshine will never outshine this bi