this place…

These four walls hold me tight they suffocate me until I'm nothing more than the ashes I once was the world I thought I knew is torn I'm awake but am I alive? I must be because the anger I feel swims through my veins am I breathing because I'm real? I'm screaming in my …

don’t read this. seriously… don’t say I didn’t warn you if you do read it.

TW: Rabbit hole of existential crisis, paranoia, pain, and despair. Earlier today, I was hanging out at the local library. I really enjoy going there. Nobody knows me and I don't know anyone there; no one bothers each other. It's just a quiet little world full of wonder that's far away from the scary outside …