• I Can't Sign Out

    I live for when I feel the sun on my skin on days like thisfreckles darkening, strawberry flesh. Ice water cooling a warm mouth, bare feet in the grasssee the bees bumble. Smell warm coffee and bread in the morning and hearKind words of strangers, tasteHandfuls of chocolate scoffed, a sneaky pleasure. collecting leaves - secret treasure. Soft blankets on my skin, cool air drifting as I awake in the morning. I've too much to stay for; I can't sign out.  

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    Tags:
    depression,
    suicidal thoughts,
    recovery,
    overdosing,
    finding happiness
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