When you’re me, time turns drags itself to a start (read: stop) and then races…
Tag: mental health poetry
Trigger warnings: Suicide, Self-harm, Depression ******* Sylvia Plath blew her head up in the oven…
I once heard someone quote – “our thoughts that we aren’t prepared in the daylight…
Hope, they say, is a dangerous thing, a trait of the naive is all it…
One minute you are a red-eyed mess, crying your eyes out and sniffing. The next…