I'm disintegrating before your eyes,
falling apart by the second,
and you're screaming at me,
as if
there is something I can do
to stop it.
YOU ARE READING
still surviving
PoetryA collection of poems and diary entries from the diary of a girl with mental illness. These are the words unspoken, the raw reality of fighting against your own mind in the battle for recovery. Some content may be triggering for some readers, partic...
Falling apart
I'm disintegrating before your eyes,
falling apart by the second,
and you're screaming at me,
as if
there is something I can do
to stop it.
