Ginger Vee My Chronic Life

Alone, I sit.

Crying

crying

crying.

The world heavy on my shoulders,

crushing

crushing

crushing.

I fear the facade,

lying

lying

lying.

Darkness paints my walls,

Festering.

Growing.

Killing.

Spirit breaks bit by bit,

aching

aching

aching.

Suffocating darkness,

dying

dying

dying.

Alone.