Temporary Bliss

  your work is depressing do you write about yourself or a boy of a girl? cause that's okay too  do you feel the things you write are you okay? do you need help? talk to someone  euphoria  is where i'm at  where i was  i've always felt enough   until recently

  i'm tired now   crouching in a corner  knees in my hands  swollen eyes i can't see  i'm done  putting up this facade of who you think i am i can't pretend anymore  i've had enough  living for you  for all of you  mental exhaustion  i don't have a person  not anymore  i'm tired  i'm done  it breaks me each time i no longer have enough