Claustrophobia
I hate being in tight spaces.
It makes my skin crawl and my breathe come in short, ragged gasps.
Sometimes I imagine if I stay in a room too long,
My body: flesh, bone, and broken soul
Will fuse within these walls.
I'm probably just overthinking it though.
- going through the alphabet btw just some poems I wrote in my sketch book :) sorry I've been mia I didn't exist for a while but I'm back
YOU ARE READING
"Dear Past Me, I'm Sorry.."
Acak...for failing you. Just a bunch of poems and quotes, some are mine some aren't. I'll lyk which is which (tw: contains depictions of suicide and depression.)
