pressure is something else.
There's nothing that can save me now I've gone down the rabbit hole
It's an uphill climb. Short poem about fighting depression.
I sighed to sing a song, but would you sing along?
Dear, you, The real you.
I wrote this awhile back for a creative writing course I took, and decided to share it. I hope it touches people in the way I intended it to.
Something some of us need to have everyday just to stay alive.
There's nothing that can save me now I've gone down the rabbit hole
It's an uphill climb. Short poem about fighting depression.
I sighed to sing a song, but would you sing along?
Dear, you, The real you.
I wrote this awhile back for a creative writing course I took, and decided to share it. I hope it touches people in the way I intended it to.
Something some of us need to have everyday just to stay alive.