Cyclically Secular:
So this is it.
The ending.
The middle.
The beginning.... I'm not so sure.
Lately days have managed to blur my vision.
I know no transition.
I know dissociation.
To pull myself from what is real.
Lately days run past hyper speed
breaking down the wall between my sanity and insanity
and it aches when I think about it
confronting it in the cold
confines of what I call my home.
YOU ARE READING
Letter To My Past Self
Literatura FaktuThese are several short stories about my life. There are several triggers such as rape and PTSD.
