It no longer seems possible. Stepping forward is just too much. I want to step back. Back to a time when it was all okay. Stepping back to light. Not dark. But the darkness seems to engulf me in its endearing shade. My steps seem to echo in its beauty. But I'm getting nowhere. Just keeps being continuous until someone lights the way. May it be years, or never. But it seems it won't come for a while.
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Lotus's Nightmares
PoetryHUGE TW: Depression, suicide, self-harm This is a poem series originally named "Frog's Feet". It is a series of poems I have written during my hard times. This will be continued until I forget about it. Forewarning you to not read this is you have t...
