I was convinced i dreamt this website
Some sick depressed fever dream
An ill lonely teen looking to relate to people
I sunk so low
I still do
My scars scabbed through shame
But you heal
Still fragile, broken, cracked, but still healing
Which sounds like some cringe-y crap
Fuck, Ill be so-called ‘healing’ till the day i die
But
I have to make peace with that
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I have accepted that some Scars never heal, I too have accepted that I will be trying to truly heal till the day I die also… Were on the same “Sinking Boat” my friend.
Your writing is so poetic, I guess, for lack of better words
“Healing ‘til the day I die?” That’s both really sad and kinda hopeful at the same time. We’ll never be truly fixed, but we’ll never be broken beyond repair either.