365 Days of Music: Day 261

It was my secret in the night, as I sat with my back pressed against the frame of my residence bed, knees drawn to dress, my intentions dark.  The lights were dim, if on at all, while the music droned in the background.  The symphony to accompany my descent into my own personal hell.

It was my saviour, but not my saving grace.  It was my tether and the tool by which I cut the chord.  It was help and hindrance.

It was all I had.

Day 261:  Crawling – Linkin Park


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