T.W. : mental/emotional breakdowns
I know shit happens
And trying to move on
Is what I should do
But it ain't easy...
What if worse things
Keep happening
One after the other
Without even giving you
A chance to breathe?
What if whenever you feel
Things seem to get better
It just gets worse than
What it was before?
What if your person
Who you thought
Would be there for you
Forever,
Becomes a stranger?
I know it's best
To just forget
About the past
But...
What if your present
Is more messed up
Than your past?
A friend (sonotsoha) told me this sounds like an excerpt from Hannah Baker's diary...
I'm no Hannah Baker, but this is my true raw emotions during a mental breakdown.
YOU ARE READING
Made of Stardust✨
PoetryMore than just poetry... these are excerpts of my life so far. Hope you feel them at least half as much as I do💞💫
