#14 of 2021 Mental Health Crisis
I never feel them, even though I wish I could.
Compliments are bouncing off,
Compliments, unheard,
Compliments that shake our mind
and threaten our whole world.
Because we cannot see ourselves,
Because we cannot laugh,
We never hear our compliments;
We discard them like chaff.
But one day soon, we'll feel them all.
But one day soon, we'll see.
And one day soon when that day comes
we'll cry for victory.
Wires and tightropes and catches oh my, my heart can't withstand the pain; Wires and tightropes and things I despise, my mind can't withstand the rain. Of intrusive thoughts, of intrusive acts my mind will always toward-slip. And yet, even...
I love it when your smiles are real. I love it when they're true. I love it when they radiate, like light shines down on you. I loved them then; I love them now; I love them all the same, as long as they are genuine and not damaged and...
I'll be honest with you. I nearly fucking died when that thing landed. It was _way_too close to the house, what with the way in blew the windows into my face just as I turned in the direction of the orange glow. If I hadn't been wearing my glasses,...