Tag Archives: Depression

Eye Scream

I tried to make the piano scream last night. I struck the keys so hard, that I could feel my fingers bruising more and more, with each passing measure. In that moment, I don’t think I cared if they broke, … Continue reading

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Smells Like Teen Spirit

He wanted to be Kurt Cobain, except Cobain was already gone, and he was still here, though he didn’t want to be. He made me his muse, I didn’t want to be, but I was. So I played my piano, … Continue reading

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