I feel like I’m unraveling.
Not in a good way.
Not in the way you slowly undress string cheese.
More like in the way you hit rock bottom.
Or like watching a slow crash + burn.
Unraveling the ways in which I think.
The ways in which I talk to myself.
The opinions I choose to grip onto tightly.
I am no longer biting my tongue.
I stand tall for my needs.
My wants. My desires.
I am unraveling my darkest layers.
I am unraveling to save myself.
”Unraveling”
12/28/21
Unraveling