The exhaustion hurts.
Deeply it stabs me.
I'm pushed away from the things I love, and pushed towards the truth of the things I ignore.
Exhaustion hurts so much, but I am so used to it that I'm numb.
The numbness hurts even more.
YOU ARE READING
The thoughts I think.
Poesía•Poems, and quotes from the deepest, most beautiful, scariest, darkest depths of my heart and soul. •Daily pain struck words, given to you by yours truly. •Trigger warning. Self-harm, hurt, pain, etc. So much pain out into the smallest amount of w...
