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Two years ago I thought of myself as an adult. Now, thrown into the abyss, I am a child again.
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A walk through darkness: poetry & short stories
A walk through darkness: poetry & short stories
Two years ago I thought of myself as an adult. Now, thrown into the abyss, I am a child again.
Weakness is the shallow bruises Pale beneath the facade of your character; It is in the way the cruel smirk you wear Cannot hide beneath your tears And the way it stretched uncontrolled, manically thin When you hurt me And weakness is the depth of your soul Unable to carry the wisp of truth TheContinue reading “Weakness”
Self-destruction I love to indulge in self-destructive behaviors by scrolling through the “about me” pages on other people’s blogs, instagram, and magical link-post websites just to remind myself of the only accomplishment I have to date, which is living with two different types of depression. But even as I read through other people’s accomplishments, IContinue reading “Status check- probably not”
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