The Waiting

<p>A small collection of night rants and hopes.</p><p></p><p>From one person battling mental demons to another...</p><p></p><p>Maybe it's not an illness at all. Maybe it's the fact that we chose not to settle and we always want more.</p><p></p><p>To those dreamers the ones who suffered in the silence between daybreak to the echoes of fleeting hopes on the wall these are for you.</p><p></p><p>To my tribe the ones who stayed the nights of crying alone and facing their demons in the images on the walls I hope they meant something.</p>