As I sit here peering through the small layer that separates me from the rest of the reality, I notice that there is a crack in the barrier. I see you seeping in and destroying my walls, slowly eating away at what sanity that remains. I am scared because one wrong move and the bubble will shatter and I will be left here exposed with nothing to protect my ashes from being scattered as you saunter through my reality.
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My Dissolution
PoetryA collection of rants, poems, dreams and thoughts about living with chronic illness and multiple mental disorders.
