how do i sleep
with a heavy heart?
without the person i need
to keep me from falling apart?
little girl, big thoughts.
how do i sleep
with a heavy heart?
without the person i need
to keep me from falling apart?
Faded little scratches,
Back in the skin.
Making something lighter,
And everything else heavier.
I finally know how to ease myself. It may be temporary, but I can do it repeatedly without running out of skin.
Am I allowed to hurt? Am I allowed to feel?
All my life, until now. For seventeen– almost eighteen years of existence. A whole life of invalidation.
I want it to end. When will it end?