The clock ticks by but yet a second doesn't move. I'm starting to think that time is just an illusion. But it isn't, I've seen it myself. Years have passed by my face without even blinking. I can't comprehend this. But all it is is time. Sometimes it can feel like a black hole, swallowing you in until you can't breath and stuffing words inside your head that makes you think. How could that possibly be just an illusion?
Hello! So I know it's like four in the morning but I'm going through a rough patch right now. So yea. I hope u liked it!
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PoetryThis is not a story!! This is a collection of poems that help me express what I'm thinking. I'm a trans man (ftm) and I like to write about it on here along with my mental health stuff. So have fun *****warning****** Tiggers May include: Depression ...
