When the daylight is too bright to open my eyes
When the night is too dark to fall asleep
I'm not
Here
I'm still breathing, my heart's still beating and it's my worst curse
I'm on the edge of death but never falling down the hill
I'm breaking apart but never enough
They won't let me go
They're still trying to fix my wounds with fragile bandaids
Knowing well it won't heal them
Walking down the streets, desperately alive
The world is blurry and my soul is empty
God knows I tried
Finding meaning
Finding peace
Finding purpose
He gave me life and love
I'm disappointing Him
I will live another year
And probably more
Against my will, but I don't want to die
I want to feel alive
I don't know how
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cold light through the curtains
Poetryone day, the light through the curtains won't be cold anymore and everything will be quieter. - random thoughts and poems about healing, trying to find my way through life after years of chaos tw// mentions of depr, sewer slide, ed, csa, sh cold li...
