Tell me a story, friend.

Tell me about someone.

Who knows about the depths.

The bottom of the mind.

Who knows what it’s like to spend the night.

Dreaming wide awake.

About their own death.

Tell me about someone.

Who has been slashed and burned.

By fire and knife.

With a river of molten lava.

Running through their head.

Carving a web of scars.

Tell me about someone.

Who feels.

Way too much.

And then not at all

Overloaded with emotions.

Or frozen and empty inside.

Tell me about someone.

Who smiles.

Laughs.

While trying to remember the countless blessings.

That grow with the years.

Tell me a story. A story about someone like me.