10.7.15

i'm fucking trying

i doubt that anyone who has felt the massive crushing weight of an out of nowhere sadness, that rusty dragging needle over the softest parts of an already struggling heart, i doubt that they can stand without shaking. even on the warmest day. the sun stays out sometimes, sure. i see her up there. burning so hot- and i still sometimes just want to crawl into her arms and burn away to nothing.

but it can't stay like this. i think i can be stronger.
i have to be, really. because i am not losing this.
this constant shitty fight.
i won't lose him, i won't lose myself.
i have to be stronger.

where do i start?