it's been over three months, woah. I have no motivation to write, I'm sorry.

❝how can a person be filled with life and then be so empty? 

where does it all go?❞

i don't know what to do,

or what to feel.

from whom to ask for help?

it's like everyone around is walking on the safe land

and i'm the only one that's drowning.

it's like i'm drowning and nobody notices.

or maybe they do and just don't care.

my legs are tangled with the sea weed,

and i'm fighting to get to the surface

but it holds me down.

it stops me from breaking to the surface,

stops me from being free.

i just want to be able to breathe.