A man attempts to map the aspects of his mental health through perhaps the worst medium possible: poetry. Confronting himself and his issues through this imperfect medium drives him to places he never thought he would visit: his narcissism, his self loathing, his hopes, his fears and maybe most scary, his sympathy. Join me as I attempt to string together some sense for my ramblings, whilst also doing a pretty poor job of hiding that I am using you all as a therapist who I don't have to pay.
