“I need to read alot now,
I have lost my skills,
Never thought that i will suffer from these types of things,
I need to read in order to write,
I need to write in order to feel,
I need to feel in order to live.”
These thoughts are shoved down deep in my head and are sheltered there,
I seek help as I cut myself in half to pinch out the fierce pieces of glass that she left,
These are my last days digging my grave so I might take a nap too in it.
Spoken feelings 