i feel it seeping into my
chest
and constricting my
lungs.
and there, it
sits.
a dull
heavy
weight.
dragging
me
・
・
・
down into a
d e a f e n i n g
fog.
and there.
i am rooted to the spot.
caught in
nothing.
(but my insecurities and
my own
thoughts).
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intrusive thoughts
Puisisometimes my brain short-circuits. here is the aftermath. ((it's not like i said any of these would be any good)) (cover subject to change when i can actually draw something decent that's not a shitty fever sketch)
