I fear that you will get upset for my sensitivity. You have a lot of trouble understanding my point of view which often leads you to gaslight me into not feeling my emotions. I'm worried that with every breath I am walking on thin ice unsure of when you'll finally crack.
YOU ARE READING
Slowly Fading
Poetry*Collection of poems, fears, letters, short stories* Don't ask me why I want to die, I don't even know myself Copyrights to Readingwithunicorns ©️
