it's like you're telling me
to breathe
while you
hold me underwater.
it's like you're telling me
to fly
while you
bound me to chains.
it's like you're telling me
to live
while you
make me break down and die.
so then it's like me telling you:
i can't take it anymore.
YOU ARE READING
burnt out [ongoing]
Teen Fictionstories left behind by burnt out souls. [trigger warning: suicide. viewer discretion advised.]