Aegron the Destroyer

I have to dig deep to write this stuff. It's not fluff or fantasy, it's stuff from the crucible. A crucible fired by truly horrible experiences.

You shove it down to function and survive, but you lose a part of yourself, the part that feels. When I started writing music again I felt a resurgence. I realize now it's easier to share with complete strangers than to scare the few I have close to me.

I have been completely isolated at multiple stages of my life. I spent a year months in my room completely delusional and detached from reality. I was brought back from the brink in a way that shouldn't have been possible. Sometimes it feels like I've seen the spirit world. My mom and Dad got chewed up and spit out by a world that one day decided it didn't want them anymore, despite the fact that they were smart, strong and qualified.

I have great compassion for the people that society rejects. People who have to face their own hell every day. People whom society gives free license to step on without recourse. I have made it in this world and carved a place out for myself, but it wasn't easy, and it doesn't leave one without scars, and one still ends up wondering what the point is very often.