explain to me how I'm supposed to breathe air
when you aren't anymore.
explain to me how you were here.
and you're still here.
but you're not.
I knew a lot about missing you.
I've missed you for years.
but not like this.
dear god. not like this.
- I don't know how to deal with this
YOU ARE READING
wilting roses
PoetryAnother collection of (bad) poems. *tw: mentions of sexual assault, drug use, drinking, suicidal ideation and self harm* -a collection of poems that document my experiences with my mental health throughout high school. a warning: i had a few undiagn...
