Pain is not your friend
It is not a crutch
Pain is an anchor, not to keep you steady, but to drag you down among the dark tendrils of holy fucking shit poetry is hard
Okay I'll be honest with you because I have nothing else to do
I think I made a mistake.
I think.
I'm not sure.
I'm so conflicted and there's so many what-ifs that I am literally drowning and I can tell that my lungs are filling up with water by the salt pouring out my eyes and I don't want to let anyone down but I can't live like this anymore because it's killing me and no matter how many times I say I want to die, I really don't
I want someone to understand and help me for GODS SAKE WHY WONT YOU HELP ME
I can't do anything because I am paralyzed by myself
I am terrified by everything that I am and everything that I have done and everything I will do and I have no idea how to get over that
I am sinking
