A poem I wrote during my last breakdown

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𝙄 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚

𝙈𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙

𝙄 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨

𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙪𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣

𝙂𝙤𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙨𝙤 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙩

𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡?

𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙨?

𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚

𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚, 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚