The more I hear the word sorry, the less meaning it has to me

It is better to hate yourself for being you, Then not knowing who you are to hate

I miss the conversations, I miss the feeling of being understood,
I miss the effortlessness and the laughs that flowed like a babbling brook.

When I say 'I'm fine'
most of the time I mean that I'm okay and thanks for asking
but for certain somebodies
it's just a discreet version of leave me alone

What's lost can only be found in " the Tommorrow" .... Not in " the Yesterday "

To love and be loved and then lost, again to love and be loved and then left stranded in the middle of nowhere. Was this necessary?

You are the ghost I chose to haunt me.

Anxiety sufferers don't believe the world evolves around them, but devolves around them.

This skin is not my own
But a blanket I have wove
A untruth I have long been lost in
A lie that I have told

No matter how many fires I start
It just keeps getting darker
The rain has begun
And I fear it will soon wash me away