Some words are too heavy to share.
Like...
Self care isn’t fun
I mean maybe it is if you actually have an easy...
Caught you sitting; fingers spread,
Dusty organ keys , gut pit a coiled...
Take a cloth
and slide it across my skin...
Empty
empty...
The stress the strain has overtaken him.
Scared to look in the mirror to see who he has...
I feel the rain
and I wonder...
it feels like
invisibility...
woken up ' they ruined my brain
I don't remember my name...
The thought hits me sometimes
like a bolt from the blue, that...
would you fix my greave
with your glue...
The voices ,comes
because they know we are lonely...