
While the darkness comes i tend to disappear,
all the things about me fade away but tears.
Tears because i am not myself and i no longer have a plan
a plan because anxiety and depression take control and i’m practically dead.
I feel inside me all the darkness they consume
I lose sight of my heart because i can’t see anything through
I lose myself in the mist of overwhelming thoughts and racing hearts
this depression pulls my heartstrings one by one.
THIS anxiety makes me second guess things down to “i love you.”
it’s so hard to not be who you are to the person that chose you
so the person you would give it all for now doesn’t recognize themselves
you’ve trapped yourself and your love in this on going hell.
If she goes that’s a mental war for yourself,
you’ll be flooded with insanity in a cycle of pain and hell
instead you watch her crumble by your side...
the light she brings you dims down to the inside
as the sun comes up and all the demons run and hide
you’re left with nothing on the inside
rather be sleeping than awake
rather be with her but she rather be away
you’re left with nothing but yourself in your worst and darkest days
so where do you go when you no longer have an escape?
About the Creator
Evelyn Reyes
Just another lost lesbian soul 🏳️🌈✊🏼




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