A story about life. And me in it.
It’s busy in here.
That space between my ears.
Space.
I am in space.
Living. Dying.
Over and over
Always and never,
My self-ness is pointless
I am nothing.
Never was, never will be.
Just a bunch of shapes, smashed together
For another time. Another lesson.
Another thing that feels further from
Happiness.
All directions are blocked.
Flooded. Firey. Shapeless.
Yet. Here I am.
Existing.
My place on earth?
I fill space.
Mostly in places it’s not so busy.
Written in pain. Submitted with fear. A hundred words? I am still not quite…
Enough.
Sabrina Heart ♥️
About the Creator
Sabrina Persephone
Introspective, curious, self-reflecter. I am therapizing my way through trauma, by writing whas stirring up my mind and I feel compelled to purge it out of me. I only write when I’m sad.. but moves the pain out every time :)
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