“There are too many people in my head. I claw at my body to get them out, to peel out the blackness spreading inside me. I’m running blind, ghosts swallowing me.” — Kathleen Glasgow Copy Share Image
We've been running blind, Now we're falling through the cracks. We're left running, We are running blind. Now we're falling, Falling through the cracks. — Parkway Drive Copy Share Image
