They take, and take from me.
Not giving anything in return.
So I'm close to being left with nothing, not even my own identity.
They tell me who to be, when can I be free?
When can I be me?
What if I never touch happiness again..?
XOXO sweetly_broken_ 💕
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Bittersweet Memories
PoetryThis is just a collection of my thoughts and feelings. I struggle with anxiety, depression, self-harming, eating disorders, and insomnia, and suicidal thoughts. If these things will be triggering for you, then please be cautious and careful. I Love...
