it's bitter,
and it's hard to understand
i feel intertwined with my past
and i wish to be innocent for you
i wish for my lies of debauchery to be
stripped away
but i am my past
and these years will never leave me
- i don't know who i am, for you
YOU ARE READING
how to stay
Poésie*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.
