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Sep 2019
Fluorescent lights make the thoughts in my head look so jumbled on paper. I’m trying to clear my mind but it’s going faster than a bullet. There was red, and your face, and i thought that I scared you, like there was some hidden part of me that caused you to look at me differently. Then there was rage and open flesh and the tears of a mother, and that was the moment where I was at my lowest. Ever. Then there was street lights and oceans and pretending i’m fine, while knowing the outcome was far from good. Then there was green, and fear, and the shaking of my hands. If only my bandages could heal my heavy heart.
jumbled, but how i felt.
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