Feb 15, 2020
the soul has no words for a sadness so powerful that compels me to sleep to protect myself from being awake. the body cannot explain a hunger so great and yet tragic because no amount of food can satisfy the spirit of its emptiness.
no one will check either, if i do slip quietly away. isn't that funny? i did overestimate my importance to others, maybe that was my own arrogance. he showed me that. my world view has been humbling since.
what does a person write as their last words when it's not worth the paper it's written on? i don't know. ive stared down the barrel and maybe silence is the best answer.
#personal#everyday i deteriorate#my healing was never contingent on ur apology#u took the power of me leaving in silence away for ur own peace of mind#and left me to wonder what was the point of all that pain i went thru#u may not have been the sole cause but u were a major contributor to my mental breakdowns#and after all this u blocked me out of sight out of mind but not for me#i struggle everyday to justify my existence on this earth because ive never felt so small#it was okay if u didnt want me it wasnt that it was ur ability to make feel like no one else would either#look at what u did dj
