I have no idea if I will be blamed for this.
My mother died last August, two weeks before my 19th birthday.
Does that have anything to do with it, nothing at all,
Or does that hold everything.
I have become
I don’t want to discuss that.
I don’t write often enough anymore.
I have nothing to write about.
They would disagree.
How could a community, a You, have a response to these
Is it weak writing?
What is weakness?
Is it breaking up with your girlfriend
or boyfriend or lying to your parents,
who you love or is it failing at your dreams
or is it not getting
just what you expected, what you craved.
tell me it is not selfish, tell me it is survival.
I am as confused as I have ever been,
trapped in a very short spiral
that ends in