Asylummn

headaches,

and long days.

trying to figure things out.

biting and scratching.

so much anger,

apparently being the victim is unacceptable.

maybe, two can't be.

it's probably just the test of it all.

what you learn though,

please,

carry that with you.

someday, you'll have it all back.

you'll feel it all in your body,

and you won't realize it,

untill your looking back and crying.

short, quick breaths.

I think i need to leave.

and thats the end of this,

thats going to be the end.

it's not going any further.

my chest is so heavy,

and however generic it sounds,

i'm still in pieces.

i want the strength,

to look outside,

and be okay, and feel okay.

accomplished, have that self worth that i crave but seems to be at a screeching halt.