I don't feel like myself.
I don't feel.. me.
I'm not here anymore, like.. my soul got tired of trying to fix me, and left. So another came to take it's place, only to drown in the darkness my mind feeds out into this retched world.
. . .
I want me back.
YOU ARE READING
✧ * . Fʅαʂԋҽʂ σϝ ƚԋҽ Dαɾƙ . * ✧
PoetryAnother dark place where my thoughts can bleed freely.