sorry if my flow is kinda ~c h a o t i c~ my thoughts are scattered while writing this.

i love how writing for me is like an equivalent of screaming your lungs out on top of the building, or it could be like drinking a cup of tea.

I am making my own poem collection called I Bleed Poetry and i feel like this is the poem that kind of summarises the entire collection. :D

Havent written anything in so long, been focusing making art.

But i honestly thought ive recovered and already living my best life, i can feel myself spiraling again and i feel like im back to square one. All my progress, gone? I had to triple the dose of my sedative hoping my anxiety and negative feelings will just go away when i sleep it off. Worst is im not sure why im feeling like this again when i thought im feeling so much better.

Sorry for the long note: i had to let it out.

All the love, gen.

Another sad poem, i need to write my feelings down before they choke me =)

I've given someone many chances even if they never asked for it~ chances for them to prove that they are worthy but they just kept proving me otherwise.

The greatest thing about having so much love to give is that, you will never run out of it.. even if you gave it to the wrong person, or to someone who doesnt even want it.
You will never run out of love for yourself too and for everyone around you. :) just keep spreading love, the world needs it. ♡

Im open about my mental illness cos i believe it'll help people to be more understanding of whats going on in our heads and how it makes us feel. :--)
I also considered writing and drawing as a huge part of my recovery.

it's okay to feel vulnerable, it's okay to feel sad things... it's what's making us humans. :)

I'm new here and i'm into writing short poetry :) hope you enjoy what i share!