Mar 2017
Red swirls fill the paper
Marking up the canvas
that once held happy memories
Purple lines twist and turn
gliding along the stretch of cherry
hiding the past mistakes
Blue marks spot the rest
filling the empty patches of white
keeping the reality hidden
Black dots encircle the art
adding final touches to the strokes
and staying whole yet another day
Marking up the canvas
that once held happy memories
Purple lines twist and turn
gliding along the stretch of cherry
hiding the past mistakes
Blue marks spot the rest
filling the empty patches of white
keeping the reality hidden
Black dots encircle the art
adding final touches to the strokes
and staying whole yet another day
Its almost been two months...
They said it would get easier the more time that passes, why does it still feel like I'm on day two rather than month two?
Apparently I'm doing a good job...why don't I feel okay then?
They said it would get easier the more time that passes, why does it still feel like I'm on day two rather than month two?
Apparently I'm doing a good job...why don't I feel okay then?
(20/Cisgender Female/Everything will be okay:))
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