my thoughts are my enemies

fuck my feelings but here they are

idealism. (poetry)

a collection of short poems that were the result of late night breakdowns i sincerely hope you can't relate to some of these enjoy p.s. lowercase intended

i like to burn things

im just a silhouette with a fading mind TRIGGER WARNING:; self harm, depression, suicide, mental illness etc.

You wouldn't care if i explained

Just trying to get my thoughts out before they consume me {TRIGGER WARNING- mentions of suicide and self harm}