I finally slept in my room last night after so long. Two words: utter shit. I woke up devastated, heartbroken, with overpowering thoughts rushing in, out, and around my head. It was going so loud and fast. Images and flashbacks came up so vivid. Some thoughts into words floating in front of my eyes. I was asleep, half conscious the least, wasn't I? Was I? I wanted to take in half a bottle or every ounce of what's left, but I don't do that anymore. I haven't done much at all. This used to be my haven. This was the only thing I own. And too, lost along the way.
-riri-
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