"Catharsis is the purification and purgation of emotions—especially pity and fear—through art or any extreme change in emotion that results in renewal and restoration." Exactly what Old Gray means to me.
and like two birds of the same feather, i was reluctant to let you go. i know it's hard to fly with clipped and bloodied wings, believe me when i say that i've tried. you remind me of why i hate myself: you're everything i'm not, i hate myself because i wish i was. i've built my own nest far from here in the hope that i'd remain safe. but now i'm all alone i'm left wondering what do i do next?