The big D is back.
Its slowly starting to take hold of me, I can feel it slipping back into the light, the light I've tried so hard to stay in.
Its bad and its feeling pretty heavy but I welcome it with open arm's.
Strangely enough I like the big D even though its awful, its something I've tried so hard not to feel for quite some time, something I've pushed out into the shadows where it belongs but its coming.
Roisin is a wild one, she can party five nights a week and still work her fill time job, she can wake up all over the city wearing nothing but shame but still look like she's spent her whole morning getting ready.
Drugs and alchol are her past times.
She makes friends with everybody and anybody, she's a truly beautiful person and I always welcome her with open arms when she appears.
But Damian is a solid person, his roots are deep from the pain of the past and sadly they hold him back a lot.
He can change his surrounds and adjust quite quick but he will always be a loner carrying a heavy load on his shoulders.
Walking around with a smile on his face but underneath that smile is a life full of pain and confusion.
The big D knows this, its stays in the shadows while Roisin is out, but when Damian comes back so does the dark line.
The white line is a line in which Roisin lives, a life lived in light full of fun and frolics, party's and friends, dancing till dawn and just pure excitement and enjoyment.
But the dark line is a line of sorrow, its a welcome sign of reality for Damian for he cant help it.
The counter part always puts on a brace face, even when life becomes self destructive.
I'm a masochist in some ways, shaking the truth so my broken heart wont heal.
Its slowly starting to take hold of me, I can feel it slipping back into the light, the light I've tried so hard to stay in.
Its bad and its feeling pretty heavy but I welcome it with open arm's.
Strangely enough I like the big D even though its awful, its something I've tried so hard not to feel for quite some time, something I've pushed out into the shadows where it belongs but its coming.
Roisin is a wild one, she can party five nights a week and still work her fill time job, she can wake up all over the city wearing nothing but shame but still look like she's spent her whole morning getting ready.
Drugs and alchol are her past times.
She makes friends with everybody and anybody, she's a truly beautiful person and I always welcome her with open arms when she appears.
But Damian is a solid person, his roots are deep from the pain of the past and sadly they hold him back a lot.
He can change his surrounds and adjust quite quick but he will always be a loner carrying a heavy load on his shoulders.
Walking around with a smile on his face but underneath that smile is a life full of pain and confusion.
The big D knows this, its stays in the shadows while Roisin is out, but when Damian comes back so does the dark line.
The white line is a line in which Roisin lives, a life lived in light full of fun and frolics, party's and friends, dancing till dawn and just pure excitement and enjoyment.
But the dark line is a line of sorrow, its a welcome sign of reality for Damian for he cant help it.
The counter part always puts on a brace face, even when life becomes self destructive.
I'm a masochist in some ways, shaking the truth so my broken heart wont heal.
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