Itsjustpolyester312 - Sometimes I Write

breaking your 2 months clean <<<

(I do not recommend slitting your wrists under the table during first period latin. or just in general.)

there is something in me

something that makes me wonder

who even am I?

it tears me apart

claws at my insides

because when I look in the mirror

there is a different person staring back at me

as there was two years ago.

she was calm and cool

I am nothing

nothing but a complex chaos

an animal dying to be set free

its cries for help do not go unseen

but I cannot let it escape

i cannot let other people see

who I have become

this pathetic excuse for a being

this unstable, broken, fragile mess

no one ever truly sees

the wilderness within

hello other lifeforms

a poetry prompt:

wilderness within

reblog with your original poem

happy salt air and the rust on your door month to all those who celebrate

oh my gosh!! break a leg, crack a skull, etc!

i auditioned for Annie a couple years ago and I got a random orphan :')

I have auditions in literally a day

I guess…

they’re always a day away!

or.. they’re tomorrow

(I’m auditioning for Annie, but the role Warbucks)

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