There are stones that have been thrown into my head like a vicious pond, not a necessary cycle
Constant neglecting feeling of abandoned meant, maybe that’s why I’ve been feeling like I’ve been sucked into some sort of void or maybe I am said void
Sometimes I don’t get hit, but when I do, it’s like standing in the middle of a crowd, people talking fast, everything is moving like a carousel but I am slow, standing still and moving at the same time
Am i here? Or have I been disassociating for a few years but didn’t realize?
I am here right now, sitting, typing, I’m alive
Im open to tomorrow, but not closed off