I don't know what I'm doing anymore.
I feel like I break everything I touch
Hurt people when I don't intend to.
I'm afraid that the lingering state of self-worthlessness is coming back.
I was doing so fine on my own.
Wish I could go back to the beginning of the month.
I hate feeling.
Whatever all the best writers are mentally ill.
But does that mean my outcome is addiction or suicide?
YOU ARE READING
drugs & candy
Poetrythese were for him. but now they're for you. //#1 in personalwriting 04/18/20