Nothing will ever be the same again
Not another day or thought
Bridges will be thought as the last thing I wanted to see
Taking one pill never seems like enough
Blood never scared me but now fascinates me
My biggest fear isn't dying but what I can do to myself
YOU ARE READING
crossing bridges // poetry
Poetryreally short, random, grammatically incorrect, shit I've put together called poems. **TRIGGER WARNING** #21 in #freementalillness (11/29/18) #42 in #mentalproblems (11/18/18) #670 in #mental (11/22/18) #907 in #depressing (11/24/18)
