im tired
the sun is rising
and i'm so fucking tired
not the normal tired
although, it's normal to me
the sun is rising
and I don't know if i want to breathe anymore
YOU ARE READING
how to stay
Poetry*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.
