I'll be okay

      It's been three months now, and it's been rough. But I'm slowly learning to live without them. it's hard standing on my own, with out them as my crutches, but I've some new friends. Things are looking up, but I wont try to hide it, things were dark for a little while, but now I'm back and better than ever.

that concludes myself-excuse for not being active lately.


       One thing that did come out of all this is a poem I'm rather proud of and a picture to go with it.

I feel like a sinking ship,
taking on water,
slowly but surely being over powered
by the weight of the newly found poison seeping in.
Dragging me down beneath the waves.
For an eternity I struggle.
Until I can no longer hold my breath,
forcing me

to surrender myself

to the darkness consuming me.

 

 Sorry for the weird format I don't know why it did that, but I cant fix it so... yeah