February 19 2019
Though it may seem that everything’s a mess
I’ve been trying my best
To not be depressed
i just need to feel safe in your chest
There’s just too much to do
Too much to think
Too much to feel
Figuring out how to heal
From everything.
Without wasting away and losing myself
The progress ive made
To stop feeling like dying
In this little house where there’s always people
No bottled up feelings
Where the emptiness is filled
And my heart is healed.
// rusty poem @ 10:09 PM //
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Love,
Allain














