04/01/2022 - 22:01
i feel better when i'm isolated
i look out my window at nothing
i am comfortable in my sorrow
the floor gives me a hug
the absence gives me closure
the void gives me peace of mind
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poems about being disabled
Şiir[trigger warning for body horror, substance use, derealization/depersonalization, and graphic descriptions of disability. please proceed with caution] title says it all. please be respectful of my experience as a disabled teen. love you <3
