it was something my dad had said the night before I moved away
that this city won't take care of me
so I'll have to do it myselfthe point of which being
he is absolutely right
this city is going to break and break and break me to the point where I don't even recognise myself anymore
it will push me towards the absolute edge as far away from my comfort zone as possibleit will kill me
the person I used to be
the one I couldn't loveand it will be good
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infinite shades of blue (journal part I)
Poesiethings I wanted to say but never did