I feel as if I’m going insane.. Losing my mind. Losing it.. Like I’ve lost everything else. Everything is cold.. dark.. and unforgiving. Everything sets me back.. So far back. I thought I could have just something that could be mine but I was only mistaken because here it goes. Growing wings.. and slowly setting off. I should whisper goodbye but the words won’t go.. won’t slide off my lips into the cold air.. They’re ready but won’t go. I need help but don’t really know where to look.. I’m alone.. So alone.. I have been alone and finding help is hard so do I just let myself keep falling or do I try and stand up from the tumble?
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if we falll…. we break… and then the pain is over.. /
if we stand up we might be able to make it out alive.. with scars.. but with accomplishment in mind