i'm so caught up in everything around me. i know that i feel alone. i feel detached. i feel defeated. i want to wait for that breath of fresh air but i feel impatient. i want to be truly happy again, and not manic. it's scary being this way. and it hurts. i barely recognize myself, yet the person looking back at me in the mirror is familiar. i've been this way before. i've seen her in the mirror before. i know that she's not me. but i can't help but embrace her nasty actions and selflessness. she wants attention and all i can do is give it to her. i'll let her shine in the spot light for some time until i'm ready to take control again. i'll see the other side of the door soon.
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Poetrysome may not make sense. appreciate my honesty and emotion. UMBRELLA TW FOR MENTIONS OF MULTIPLE THINGS! -ed -addiction -sexual assault/rape -self harm -intrusive thoughts -gore -and slight mentions of being manic • if your triggers fall under any...
