Sometimes I feel so
i’m shattered. broken into a million little shards. a million little pieces.
that’s what it feels like to be a multiple. your like a puzzle, that doesn’t fit together. the pieces are jagged, and they don’t fit together right.
then there’s my mind, that’s broken too. a million thoughts, flying around in there. flying and spinning so fast.
it makes me dizzy. I hope to some day be whole, fixed, or as fixed as I can be. I can wish, right?
Therapy Bits 