My sadness;
is as deep as the sea,
my love's;
as bright as a roaring flame.
I feel so much
and nothing at the same time.
The world is harsh and cruel
I think I am breaking under it now.
-how I feel
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Writing Until My Soul Recovers
ŞiirI'm seventeen with more trauma than most my age. I haven't cut in five months but I'm struggling. My mental health is struggling and it's hard because I'm in recovery from something. But not my big problem. I'm still struggling with that and I was t...
