Trauma Thoughts 

And I’m always replaying the events in my mind,

I’m always overcompensating by trying to be kind. 

But isn’t that what got me here in the start?

I trusted too much, loved too much, cared too much, all for a soul with no heart.

Now here I am, filled with devilish thoughts and ideations,

And you’re there, blissfully unaware that you’re fucking bleeding in my imagination.


About zedmondson

Zoe. 22. Australia. I'm writing to share my experiences with Bipolar Disorder with others. I believe in fighting stigma surrounding mental illness. I believe in being able to wear my heart on my sleeve; or on my blog. And I believe in myself. That's what my blog is all about. Hope you enjoy x View all posts by zedmondson

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