everything haunts me and i
feel as though i'm living in the past, constantly replaying every moment
the glass shatters over my head
everything i know disappears
and i'm left, paused just before these moments
coalesce with the darkness
i'm stuck, teetering between the past and the present, forever in
the moment where everything went wrong
the shattering glass; my pain is
eternally on replay
- the forward button is stuck
YOU ARE READING
how to stay
Puisi*TRIGGER WARNING* really just me finding out how to not want to die; but i can call this a collection of poetry that encompasses the struggle of healing, the setbacks and relentlessness of depression and several other mental illnesses. love always.
