Good luck fixing this one
Everything is jagged
Glittering shards of reality
Grind against figments of my imagination
There is no sunshine here
Crystalline dust turns all light into fog
Words of joy turn upside-down
Christmas lights glare accusingly
Unreality flattens and fiction sparkles
Memories turn inside-out and become monsters
Warm reassurances stab me with icy knives
Sense is nothingness
I am a coward
Posted Feb 21, 2018, 5:55 PM UTC · edited
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