Some days like today I know it very clearly,
I won't be able to go much far
Being broken like this.
On those days I am full of doubt,
I wonder about the painful time coming ahead.
But still I manage to keep moving because I am relaxed knowing atleast today isn't that day.

Craving attention from the sunshine-
How divine it is
To not be dicked down.
Frowned upon- now that I'm
Of age.
Depraved;
In the dustiest of ways.
Parting ways with
Hazed days
Laced with lust.
Trading them in
For sanity-
The only thing I can trust.
Rusting away
Waiting for someone to
Touch me.

after a day long enough
that could be mistaken for a week,
I lay my ear to your chest
your heartbeat has to be my
favorite
song.

59 days of depression.