My Fault

McKinsey Rose Lynn

I cant grasp my reality. My hands reach out into the darkness, and it devours me. The small glimmer of hope crushed with the weight of all the pain. Words circle  around my head, dreams swarm my conscious mind. The ground beneath me, the objects in front of me... All feel fake, no longer there. Im not destined to be here. Music helps, writing helps... But nothing cures my pain. People around me.... Surround me with guilt... Its all my fault... Its all my fault...

  • Author: McKinsey (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 1st, 2017 09:09
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 29

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