Nothing makes sense anymore
The numbers on the scale
The reflections in the mirror
caught in the moments I'm blinded by panic
I feel frail and I can feel the exposed bones
Yet I feel heavy and it weighs me down even more
Deeper into the blizzard blurring my mind into a disorienting havoc
All I know is that I feel at home
Buried up to my chin in the unyielding white snow
Coated in frost and chill I fall deeper
Nothing makes sense anymore
I'm slipping into a place that won't break its strong hold
The transparent ice woven onto my meager frame
Gets tighter and I feel so cold
Stuck in a frozen state
Paralyzed by all the guilt, taunted by loveless mistakes, and bleeding with blame
This is the fate of a wintergirl
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Undone
PoetryA hodgepodge of topics that mostly deal with mental health written as poems or prose.
