I love cutting bread,
it feeds my dismal dread.
The cutting knife lures me
Into cutting more.
I cut bread every day
Is it normal for bread to bleed?
Probably not,
I keep cutting.
If it helps me,
Is it really bad?
It makes me look crazy
But I still cut my bread.
This might be my death,
But this is how life should be dealt.
I love cutting bread,
it feeds my dismal dread.
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Headspace I - Remastered
Poesia"Headpsace I" is an introspective poetry collection that delves into the complexities of the mind, charting a course through the tumultuous waters of mental health, self-identity, and the darkness that whispers from the corners of our consciousness...
