This is my third chapter in a night and I don't know what's wrong with me.
The tightness in my chest won't go away and this constant thrumming against my skull makes my heart yearn for it to stop.
I can't stop crying. I can't stop crying. Why can't I stop crying?
My shaky hands do nothing to muffled the strangled breath that leaves my cracked lips but I know if you were to see me in this state now, you wouldn't feel sorry.
You wouldn't have sympathy.
You wouldn't even consider yourself the root of this problem.
It's never your fault.
YOU ARE READING
Dark skinned Dreams
DiversosJust trying to find myself and my place. Just trying to find peace. People told me I should make a diary and this is it. It's all personal thoughts and feelings I hope that I'm not alone in feeling. Major trigger warning ahead.
