I know I want to live, yet my depression often tells me otherwise. It’s almost as if there’s two completely different people inside of me.Read More
i light another cig.
the brief flicker of my lighter
often feels like the
only light in the dark.
and as i stepped outside the sun was shining on my face i put my hand up like a shade while my eyes adjusted to the light for i had spent so much time in the dark the light seemed too bright, blinding it felt surreal, as if it weren’t happening slowly, i was able…Read More