I Wish I Felt Connected To These People That I’ve Known All My Life But I Don’t

Trees

un feu chaud et brisé

ça craque comme des os

avec les vignes qui sèchent autour de vous

ils étouffent ton corps

vos cheveux commencent à brûler

et vous êtes pris au piège

et le parfum est vil

pour quand tu meurs

ils meurent aussi

when you’ve been sad for so long you don’t know how to get better because you don’t know what it feels like to be okay

why is it that every good thing is immediately followed by a bad one. why can't I be happy. why can't I be ok

I literally have no idea who I am outside of my illnesses and the personality traits I've picked up from other people and I hate it

The Wire

legs kick fiercely at the ground

dirt flies as claws sink further

I can feel it still

the wire

wrapped around my neck

and there is no hope

squeals from me, from them

the sound of wood snapping

it’s getting dark