conversations with god part two circa 2017
i feel as if i am one shard of glass of a whole broken window. so shattered the pieces will no longer fit together. a small shell of the one i once was. i dont know how to fix this and im unsure if i want to
why does it feel like the darkness is always closing in on me? like there is no way to breath. like my lungs are burning. and i dont know if its from all the bridges ive burned or the hearts i set aflame. can you help me put out the flames? am i even burning?
why does it feel like youre more memory than reality?