I won't be made unaware

I'm dealing with so many types of grief.

It takes hold of my brain and my only relief 

Is pretending my world has not burned to a crisp.

Cause I don't know how to deal with this.

I don't know how to give it space.

I'm overwhelmed and somewhat stuck in my place.

I'm doom thinking with nothing better to do.

There's no coming down of my mindset too.

Everything is demanding that I make room to heal.

But I rather hold on to all the thing that I feel.

I rather hold on cause it makes me feel prepared

In case something else hit and I'm unaware.

I really hoped life would give me a break.

There's only so much shit I can take.

There's only so tears I can bleed.

I need air and I forgot how to breathe.