MY mind is a fire, and I feel the burning. I want to cry so I can put the fire out. I dont know if that will happen. I see depression as the gasoline that feeds the fire in my brain. I count on my wellbutrin and depakote to control the fire. I dont know about this fire. Some female friends of mine in DS have been deeply emotionally destroyed by a close male friend. That gasoline has gone to my brain. I know the Lord will make sure that my fire doesnt burn and kill me.
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