a collection of poetry im writing for the sake of healing, growing and venting. poems about depression, rape, body image will be present so please read at your own risk.
Always take care of yourself.
Aurea Fae
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The Fogwastes no time when it comes around. It pins me down to my bed and sucks all the energy from me. Half the time there's nothing I can do but build enough strength to break free. Everything is exhausting. Even thinking about doing something is exhausting. I often find it difficult to breathe under this kind of pressure. And I'm always thinking about going back to sleep. Especially after something doesn't go as planned.
