i don't know
how much more i can take.
it does not feel like breaking—
more like slowly being worn down.
i have gotten used to the weight,
to the quiet ache
that never really leaves.
some days
i forget it is even there
until everything feels
too loud,
too heavy.
and still,
i keep going.
not because i'm strong -
but because stopping
feels even harder.
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trying to do some poetry
Poetryhi, my name is vanessa and i'm just ''trying to do some poetry''. it's a way to get along with my thoughts and to deal with them. instead of overthinking everything, i started to write. to transform those bad, overwhelming thoughts into beautiful po...
