All this heavy weight on my chest
is telling me that all my happiness has left
I feel like as if I were on my own with my thoughts, isolation
not being able to say the words with someone listening, no hesitation.
What if I end it all? will someone finally care?
All my thoughts will be bare.
But I am strong at times
These emotions are like climbs
they will go away soon
like nights when I talk to the moon.
A/N- this is shit oof.
