Dreams

Wishes

Wishes of being reborn
Wishes of being a kid again
Wishes of living my best life again
Wishes of being as powerful as I could be as a four years old, climbing all those trees without a problem
Wishes of having dreams of wonderland
Wishes of watching my favorite movie for the first time again
Wishes of having a good relationship with my parents, grandparents
Wishes of being in school again
Wishes of being fine with my body
Wishes of having a good relationship with food
Wishes of having happy moments on the playground for the last times
Wishes of not being scared to grow up
Wishes of not being scared of the dark that starts to grow in my mind
Wishes of not having severe panic attacks at random times in one day
Wishes of being brave enough to talk normal to people again
Wishes of fighting back those voices that tell me to kill myself
Wishes of having the strength to be strong
Wishes of being able to live without having to fear what I am doing wrong again...and again
Wishes of ending it someday
Wishes of ending it soon
Wishes of ending it
Wishes of ending
Wishes

I'll pass my wishes onto my dead body in the beautiful grave once I built it in my heart. The shell is already built thick, not knowing where it is going to end. I just know it's going to be thicker in the end, made out of pure, already broken charcoal. One flick with a finger and it will shatter like glass, spread around for everyone to notice. Causing a big scene ‚like always'. I will be never good enough for someone, for myself- not even in grave.

DREAMS