Between you and me, shambles are forging bonds with my sanity. Your mistakes are effortless to you and costly to me. This toxic atmosphere is sadly thrown in to relief through diversions and temporary means. You are everything to me and I am dying, albeit inside, I am dying at your condition.
Between you and me, you have given me a reason to remove that theatre mask and breath for the first time in years. Years of breathlessness has caused a heavy heart and a backwards life. Backwards and blind