How I wish for our bridge to be rebuilt
Ever since it burned, the pain’s constant
And so is my daydreaming of your return
Losing myself to the only cure I know of

Heal (Poetry Series): I, II, III
Header image: Kaboompics.
How I wish for our bridge to be rebuilt
Ever since it burned, the pain’s constant
And so is my daydreaming of your return
Losing myself to the only cure I know of

Heal (Poetry Series): I, II, III
Header image: Kaboompics.
Since yesterday, I have had a big ball of fuming frustration in my chest, and tonight I need to let it out. This is a double-feature Notes to Self.
Trigger warning: Themes of mental illness and anxiety. Please be advised.
Continue reading Notes to Self XXIX & XXXTrigger warning: Themes of depression and suicide. Please be advised.
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