The frigid jaws of insomnia were
sinking their
jagged, crystallized teeth through my
waist and
I could feel them making their way
into the bones of my spine and
through my hips,
crushing bones into chips and
powder.
I stood
paralyzed and unwilling to
shake off this wretched nothing
that haunted my dreams
and waking life,
and unable to even if the
will to was lacking.
I wasn't suffering for my art's sake,
that's the oldest lie
and con
in town,
your life was the real show of art
and the madness
suffering
and dysfunction was always
on its
own.
How very human.
Andy Veilleux 
“I wasn’t suffering for my art’s sake, that’s the oldest lie and con in town…” oh how true these lines ring…I’ve know many who have used this as their rationale for their current situation in life and relationships.
😉 well, I knew you’d understand that!
Wow that was strange. I just wrote an incredibly long comment but after I clicked submit my comment didn’t show up. Grrrr… well I’m not writing all that over again. Anyhow, just wanted to say great blog!
Aw that sucks, but thank you for reading and commenting all the same 🙂