melted thoughts blend together in a mind spiraling with absolute nothingness within her skull

she can’t remember responses of the past

she continues to spin the same events through different people

repetition, her biggest enemy.

5 months of internalized dehumanization with the assistance of serotonin, turned a sick lamb into a fox

reverting into a mind functioning five months in the past, not knowing how to activate the drain the chemical had opened

thoughts melted into mud too thick to seep through the holes in the drain, located in the back of her mind. it’s been clogged for years

wasting time as time wasted her

constantly going backwards into nothing, thinking this is what home should be.

repetition, her worst enemy.

stocking her mind with artificial flings and friendships then wonders why she’s drowning outside her screen.

don’t look at me