some days i'm pretty sure i'm losing it,
the grip on reality slips
and my mind goes wonky.
some days i'm pretty sure i'm gonna lose it,
the grip on reality is too tight
and my mind goes wonky.
but most days i wish i'd lose it,
just so that they know i'm still in here.
i'm still alive in my head
and i'm trying!
my mind is just being wonky
-R.Blackwell
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Stretch Marks
PoetryI'm slowly getting better. I write things here because it clears my head. Read it if you wish. Just a bunch of horrible poetry. The gray areas are hard. so i'll write through them "Starry skies and butterflies are all it takes to fall in love" ~R.Bl...
