Love is my mental illnesss

Cassandra Beck

4h • ✍️ Write Anyway

Perhaps it was only ever the idea of you ...

The healed version of me no longer relates to you..

but Iam not even responding to the life saving measures its takin to survive you.

Was it my cold heart an relentless mind?

Or the self absorbed mental illness in me

Was it the detached an distained identity in you? Or the ill intended rage in you?

I wish what we had was love.

I pray it is or may become.. again..

Maybe In another lifetime.

We wait again,

till we meet again.

I've found myself putting pen to paper to many Perhaps it was only ever the idea of you ... The healed version of me no longer relates to you..but Iam not even responding to the life saving measures its takin to survive you. Was it my cold heart an relentless mind? Or the self absorbedmental illness in me? Was it the detached an distained identity in you? Or the ill intended rage in you?

I wish what we had was love.

I pray it is or least was

or may become.. again..

I have found myself putting pen to paper to many times writing wishes into hope of finding something like it,

In you... In me. With us...

Theres no words to bring alive With a jaw that is wired shut

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