Don't listen to me. Listen.

Hate is a mask for sadness and underneath sadness is love. Regardless of my understanding,it's hard to control. I gave myself a headache from the screaming. I broke a nail down to the bed while throwing a chair around the room. Don't ask me to stop. It'll only feed the animal.

I feel like most the time I have all my emotions caged, pretty sufficiently too. Like my own petting zoo. Mamma Fortuna's midnight carnival. I am a monkey with a twisted foot disguised as a marvelous beast. There are few who can see me through the illusion. Mirrors have no power here.

"You're name is a golden bell I've hung in my heart,

I would break my body to pieces to call you once by your name."