right now, i feel a desperate urge
to simply let go.
to rot.
to fade.
to be anywhere but here.
i am decaying under the weight of it.
as i write this
my jaw is locked tight
grinding against the bones in my mouth
and my heart hammers against my ribs
while tears fall down
on the raw skin of my face.
i am drowning in the “before”
and i dont know how to breathe in the “now.”
Jan 31
Jan 31, 2026 at 9:42 AM UTC
right now, i feel a desperate urge
to simply let go.
to rot.
to fade.
to be anywhere but here.
i am decaying under the weight of it.
as i write this
my jaw is locked tight
grinding against the bones in my mouth
and my heart hammers against my ribs
while tears fall down
on the raw skin of my face.
i am drowning in the “before”
and i dont know how to breathe in the “now.”