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?