i am not myself these days
{all content is my own work unless otherwise noted.}
{all content is my own work unless otherwise noted.}
somedays.
some days i feel like there is a crushing weight on my shoulders.
and i can’t breathe
and i can’t stop
because if thoughts are flooding my brain and causing it to turn its attention else where
then maybe
maybe
i wont realize that the weight that is crushing me
the one that wells my eyes up with tears
is the weight of a life that i gave up
for somethingĀ
and i am not even sure what that something is.
fin.
Thursday Dec 12 @ 10:13pm