May 27, 2024

Yes, do you ever look at the windows longingly? Like maybe you can really fly? Do you ever run your fingers slowly above the edge of the knife? Do you ever wish you were dolphin? Just so you can willingly stop breathing at the bottom of the pool? Do you ever touch your intrusive thoughts? Do you ever feel a void dying to be consumed? Do you ever? But you never do because the morning always comes...