Iv drips connected,
Oxygen mask on
Need to breathe
Need to live.
Sitting near the cliff,
Feet near the edge of the cliff,
Wanting to fall
To end it all.
Swimming in the sea,
Letting go and floating-
Drowning.
That's how love feels like to me.
That's how my mind perceives love .
It feels like danger now.
It looks like a monster now.
It feels toxic now.
And it SHOULDN'T feel that way.
-where did I go wrong?-
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Forest OF Thoughts
PoetryYou can get lost in a forest but you can also find peace. You can get hurt or you can make the decision to find your way out of that forest. Join me through this journey of losing yourself, finding yourself, breaking yourself and finally healing...
