I dreamt of you last night
It was still Christmas
And I was a fairy
But that's not important
I went shopping with friends I don't have
And had fun
Then I ran into you
And got angry
We had a fight
But you kept following me
And I woke up
So viscerally uncomfortable
I had the urge to scream
Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness
I'm not worth it I'm not worth it I'm not worth it I'm not worth it I'm not worth it I'm not worth it I'm not worth it I'm not worth it I'm not worth it I'm not worth it I'm not worth it I'm not worth it all I want is to be seen all I want is to be loved I'm sorry I'm not worth it I'll be better I'll be good I just want someone next to me I want something real I'm so desperate for something real but I'm not what anyone wants I know that I've seen that I'm not what anyone wants
My troubled dreams
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
I really wish it was socially acceptable to say “I really don’t care” and people would just say oh ok and move onto the next topic in conversation, no hard feelings
21F & tired. my old poems are seriously so bad. idk what this is turning into. I just want someone to talk to. open dms
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