TW: Light self harm/suicide ideations.
Bustling, barging, barreling through life,
Soaking in love, fear, joy, pain and strife.
We all dart around like rats in a maze,
And we act as if one day we’ll all be finally saved.
From this cycle, this torment of repetitive sorrow
That lasts from yesterday well into tomorrow.
Yet when we all lay our weary heads down to sleep,
Our minds are finally ours t...