Aug 2018
I know that I’m dying, dear
So please don’t let go
Hold me tighter
To keep together the years
They’re running to the ground
Please catch me, my dear
I keep tripping over the time
Please squeeze out my fear
My anxiety, depression, and doubts
Because when you hold me
I remember I’m here
So please don’t let go
Hold me tighter
To keep together the years
They’re running to the ground
Please catch me, my dear
I keep tripping over the time
Please squeeze out my fear
My anxiety, depression, and doubts
Because when you hold me
I remember I’m here
I need to get back into the habit of writing as an outlet. I'm probably going to just start dumping everything and anything in here, whether I like or hate it. I'm feeling a certain way today, and I wish I could put anything into words.
