takes me one step closer to the edge
and i'm about to break
empty again
cuz i can't resist
even when i close my eyes
exhausted
these wounds
they will
not heal
this lack of self control
i fear is never ending
controlling
i can't seem
to find myself again
i've felt this way before
so insecure
YOU ARE READING
Héautontimorouménos
Non-FictionAnge plein de gaieté, connaissez-vous l'angoisse ? L'Ennemi, mon cher ami, n'est pas toujours celui que tu hais, mais plutôt celui avec qui tu vis sans arrêt.
