I have lost everything I thought made me, me
Torn myself apart in fits of rage
Only to be left to try and put the pieces back together
But the problem is
The pieces never quite fit like they used to
And the more I try to force myself to be whole
The emptier I feel
Feb 16, 2021
Feb 16, 2021 at 7:03 AM UTC
I have lost everything I thought made me, me
Torn myself apart in fits of rage
Only to be left to try and put the pieces back together
But the problem is
The pieces never quite fit like they used to
And the more I try to force myself to be whole
The emptier I feel
On mental illness and identity