And
And it goes on.
And it hurts.
And it continues.
And it stops.
And things mean nothing.
And nothing means everything.
And it means happiness.
And it hurts.
And life goes on.
And there’s school.
And there’s work.
And there’s marriage.
And there’s kids.
And there’s life.
And life goes on.
And it hurts.
And it happens again.
And again.
And it hurts.
But it hurts less.
YOU ARE READING
Alice.
RandomStruggling with an eating disorder, this is Alice's life, through poetry.
