My mind is endlessly flitting from one thought to the next
thoughts of hate cutting deep through my skin, carving out parts of myself that feel and tingle
No. That's too harsh flit
longing for the loving touch of another, Imagining the soft caress of a hand brushing my-
No. Stop imaging what you don't have. flit
fantasizing what it'd be like to have deep love for someone talking, arguing, laughing
No. Stop. That will never happen to you flit
I long to-
No. You can't. You are pathetic, Nothing good will come from your life. You are pathetic.
just a waste of space
flit
i want to bleed this out of me let it flow through my fingers watch it all drift away
no; flit
can we move on now? my eyes are flowing, my soul aches, can't i remember good things? i want to be happy, i want to be alive. i feel. isn't that enough?
I want it to be enough flit .
Trying to confront all of the horrible things the mind can come up with.