Dec 2021
it physically pains me to think that i have existed beyond the present
like i'm walking through life trailed by fragments of me
like there's pieces of me still living for others
pieces i don't remember losing
living without me
like i'm walking through life trailed by fragments of me
like there's pieces of me still living for others
pieces i don't remember losing
living without me
it scares me to think that maybe i am less and less myself everyday
but maybe it's better that parts of me get to live for others
better than those pieces being simply gone
forever
but maybe it's better that parts of me get to live for others
better than those pieces being simply gone
forever
