For the past few weeks I have lived in a dream.
Dreaming such pleasant things, things I haven't been able to imagine in the time before this year.In but a few days I must enter the real world once more.
Leave my dreams and be. Me.
The me who accomplished so much this past year,
The me I never thought I could be,
The me who I've never wanted to be.
It is soon that the year turns over,
That I must fulfil the promises I have made. Become, once again, me.And I am scared.
Scared that I will not be able to return to my dreams,
Scared that my like has run its course,
Scared that I will be unable to accomplish anything in this coming year.I am scared to once again be me,
The me that no one ever wanted,
The me I do not want to be.
ESTÁ A LER
A cry for help
PoesiaJust a little poetry compilation in progress. ------••------ Trigger warning- Depression. Self harm. Suicide. Break ups. Alcohol. ------••------ All poems are my own. ------••------ The model in the photograph is Ash Bournes- the photo taken by...