I wanted to write

a new journal entry. But as I sit here, my thoughts become blurred and I am left with blank words.

I've been trying to get through this day as if it's just like any other day. I'm living in a world of denial today. Possibly for me to keep myself sane?? Or because I'm hiding from what really is there? Maybe both but either or, I dont know what else to do. I was lonely last night, when I didn't want to be more than anything. It is my bed, so I am lying in it. But the hurt is still intense none the less and my heart is so heavy it's pulling my chest to the ground.

I feel a sickness over me. My stomach is in knots and the sun is only blinding me rather than keeping me warm.

I've crushed myself
now I stand over all the little pieces
that I created
and cry