Find yourself thinking of past ‘mistakes’? If you were given the choice to start over, what one day in your life would you go to?

Anger, who are you even? Where do you come from? Where do you live? Why don't I understand you? Why are you even here? Why do I run from...

I'm tired of the false promises I'm tired of the crushed hopes and dreams So dreadfully tired of being dreadfully So exhausted by this...

A post about therapy, healing, and discovery through depression, ptsd, trauma, complex ptsd, mental illness, and journey to mental health

All I want to do is hear from you Spend time with you Talk with you Be close to you But you’re so busy And I’m losing patience But I have...

None of you understand me Nor have you ever tried to Telling me things with such redundancy Penetrating on my last finite bit of lunacy...

I'm quiet but ambitious Never mistake my contemplation for indolence