I do not know how to cope I've never felt uglier than in this moment never ever ever want to feel this again im picking at scabs and the blood is giving me colour making me vibrant
im not crazy nonono
this song makes me twist and turn I must be hearing it in my sleep I wake up s-s-s-shivering I kick away warmth and leave it on the floor
ssshh shhh it's ok it's ok lots of worse things have happened just go to sleep it's alright
just don't let them win do not do not let them win w i n
im spilling tears down my shirt im feeling stringy and bloated im feeling worn down I do not know how to cope
this a dumb poem i wrote for a very very dumb reason