im sitting on the beach in a foreign country
life should be at its best but its really not
my mind is somewhere darker
where the drinks are filled with pain instead of smoothies
and the view looks nothing like the paradise infront of me
im tanning in the sun, wishing the burn would turn me into ashes
life always feel so empty, even with a live adventure
my mind doesnt work how it used to before
where the facts were in pure bright color
now the only color i see is grey
YOU ARE READING
So I write
ŞiirWas a bit depresso in 2022-23,here is the aftermath:) TW: -mention of self harm -depression -mention of suicide
