The cold doesn't bother me. well weather wise anyway. but do you know what does? being replaced. forgotten. completely thrown to the side, as if i was nothing at all. it so much happens to me. don't get close to me. it'll be better for both of us. your life won't be ruined by knowing me, and i won't get attached to you. my heart won't break if i don't know you. there is no greater pain for a child than losing a pet, parent, or friend. it breaks you. and to everyone who does know me, i'm sorry i act cold sometimes. i promise i don't intent to. i swear i don't. but sometimes acting cold, saves you. it saves me. it protects you. it causes you to push everyone away, so you can't hurt anyone and no one can hurt you. if i act cold, then you won't want to stay in my life so i won't have to think of losing you. do you know what hurts? acting i'm okay, even though i'm not. i don't want to admit when i'm hurt or upset. i don't want anyone to see me when i'm weak.
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What It's Like In My Mind
Short StoryA collection of poems/stories I wrote of what it's like in my mind. It may not be for everyone, it includes mentions of suicide, swearing, and mentions of my trauma.
