flashbacks floods over me from who i used to be
i'm very different from last year but sometimes it seems unclear
i still struggle emotionally
it's like im stuck alone at sea
sometimes i miss it
i hate to admit
but so much has changed
now its all rearranged
i miss living life
feels like a stab with a knife
but you can only go up from here right?
and hope that it will eventually all be alright
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the reality of mental health
Poetry"you're a complicated person to love, and care for" "i know" i say "i deal with it every day" TW: sh, si, & mental illness. feel free to skip if you get triggered by these things #2 in poem collection (2.27.24) #1 in poem collection (4.12.24)
