Rage is my sword to fight the dragon. The dragon is me. I m slowly killing myself, a day at a time. When I m gone, you ll cry, you ll mourn. Then you ll get over it.
People just do.
No one will remember me for long. A chronic depressed psycho. My salvation and doom. The cancer sticks rob me of life, but make the life I have left a little more tolerable. I m feeling sorry for myself.