panic attack
TW: Descriptive panic collapse repeat panic collapse repeat panic collapse repeat panic collapse repeat panic collapse repeat panic collapse repeat
TW: Descriptive panic collapse repeat panic collapse repeat panic collapse repeat panic collapse repeat panic collapse repeat panic collapse repeat
Something we can all relate to. but only some ever get to escape. Only some get to appreciate That smile, it means the world.
what am i when i am nothing but i am all?
it will not quell on it's own
Spoiler alert: it's not funny
TW: indirect mentions of SH and su?c!d< i'm a ghost.
a little song I wrote on body image and how you realize you're fading...
TW: Eating disorder / Please read pinned comment below poem.
can I divorce really ruin your life like this? At least my IQ is still 128
When someone is no longer the perfect child they were once thought to be.
He said he loves me and I know it's true, but he only loves me with money
This happened real last night
My sister wrote this poem. I wrote a little about her in my other poem if you liked his wait till you see her other ones. By Blanco Rose
A raw look at the pain of a split family, a father’s silence, and the heavy mask of "being fine" while struggling with hidden grief and lonely faith.
A visceral look at high-functioning despair, where a protective mask of "perfection" becomes a violent parasite that chokes the truth to stay safe.