I was doing fine until the voices said you had committed suicide.
I don’t know why I have the voices now, I take my medication, but I knew the suicide they mentioned was the social suicide that that little black book talked about all those years ago.
So of course I’m trying to find it again.
Trying to buy it again.
But all I can find are comic books, and they won’t help me.
I don’t want to talk about love. I know how I feel, I know where my heads at, but I want some more understanding.
I want an explanation.
Something I think I’ll never get.
But I want it anyway.