Souverian.

I used to be good at this, now it has only become letters scrambled into words through breaths of desperation.

I need to get away, I need to get far away.

From you.
From everyone.

It's not that I don't care, I just can't love you right now.
None of you.

nomenclature.

I have the opportunity to rest my eyes, but I once again, will not take advantage of this glorious moment.

I've just discovered something about myself. Sadly, you do not know my entire heart. Even more sadly, no one does.

I had memories flud my mind, and I've realized this is why I am the way I am.


I am just so damn tired.

I don't even know with what anymore. It's all molded into one.


When you're with those people you're always around, all you can do is set it aside, oddly enough. In those moments, you're okay. But, it is strange, as you're surrounded by those who only share a glimpse of your heart, you realize everything is not okay.


You're truly broken and nothing can be hidden. The person they knew washed away.