I don't take pictures anymore
Because I'm no longer scared
Of losing myself
I'm already lost
And in this glorious unknown
I've proven I don't need anyone
Not even myself
To keep going on
The timeline continues
Even when I'm out of it
Even when I've disassociated
So far from reality
I've entered a different multiverse
Full of different choices and outcomes
YOU ARE READING
Overthinker
Poetry{tw: suidical ideation, death, anxiety, depressive thought} My thoughts are a full time job. Poetry from your local overthinker.
