Dear Me,
Time moves faster than before.
I can hear temptations knocking at my door.
Stuck inside.
The past year feels like a dream.
It’s hard to tell the difference between.
What’s real and what’s fake?
No fine lines.
I’ve seen things.
Things that no one should have to see.
Horrible.
Haunting.
Staring back at me.
Life reckoning.
Xoxo- Me
