There's magic in a manic-depressant.
There's a strange, uncapturable power that resonates from an individual that lives the feelings that permeate and stroke their corrupted brain stems that very moment.
Living in the moment, lost in emotion, and dangerously unstable.
Her mind feels everything, every whisper of lust, every breathtaking soar of happiness, and every devastating bout of loneliness.
Her mind is a battleground where passion and devastation softly kiss, and through so doing, consume each other.
Her mind is lost, wandering the ink-black, labyrinthine streets of a city of violent darkness.
To love her is suicide
yet still He tries.
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This. Is. Incredible. If the "He" in your story is God (as I interpreted it), than I love it times infinity.
ReplyDeleteOne point: is the word "manic-depressant" describing someone with manic-depression, or a kind of medicine that is supposed to help manic-depression. I thought it was the latter when I first read it, and it confused me a smidge.
best. last. four. words.
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