Fight Harder, Please

I'm fucking dragging. 

So Fuck You

I'm over it.

Fight Back

Without you, today's emotions would be the scurf of yesterday's.

Dry them back up.

Blank

How?
how am I supposed to live this way?
Every day, every goddamned, day to day.

Trapped air,
pressurized, when my skin feels
always, still so bare.

How?
how am I supposed to live this way?
With each, painful breathe,
I force myself to intake.

Wet eyes, always just behind.
Anxiety, you'd think it were planned,
matched, to dark-changing tide highs.


Sidenote***- Wrote this on a whim, will finish it later when I have time.


I hope you all are feeling way better than I am today. Good luck and cheers to you, lovers.

Hardest Part Of The Day

Is waking up. Always.

Lovely

It's lovely how certain songs immediately transport you back to a great nostalgic feeling. It's as if all your troubles have melted away for the duration of that song. We live in moments, and sometimes all it takes, is merely a moment. 

Sunday Morning by Maroon 5. (Before they sold out lol)

Skinny love

Pour a little salt, you were never here.

Held Captive

There is a darkness inside of me that I know will always be there, just lurking underneath the surface. 

It's like a wolf under the moonlight, who has to gain control every once in a while because she needs to roam free from being suppressed all of the time. It's only matter of time, always.

As of right now I thought I was on the road to recovery, but even on track with my medication, I'm beginning to feel like I'm slipping again. Is it only a matter of time? How do you live with this? I answer my own questions, just as I have for the 25 years I have been alive.

It doesn't get easier each time as time progresses, they still sting just as much as it were initially. I'm a prisoner within my own body.