The world always feels like its ending
I have to be everywhere at once and everything feels impossible
I am unprepared, a mess, and am rushing at all times
I wish everything would slow down for once
I try everything I can to stop the world from ending but problem after problem just keeps popping up and it feels like there’s nothing I can do
I feel it’s important to take time for yourself but what if that time doesn’t exist I was told by my aunt that this feeling will most likely never end
Everyday is a repeat of the same thing
I always get so close to everything ending but somehow I manage to make it to the next day The next day is what keeps me going
I get to wonder what will end next
It’s a comfort to me that I know I’ve made it everyday for the last 19 years and I will continue to do so
My only grasp on reality is taking that one breath in between each problem One breath is all it takes to heal me and bring me back to my senses
It’s all I have to feel sane
Even if I only get that breath right before I shut my eyes and go to sleep
I know everything will be ok because I’ve made it to see the next day
Then all of the sudden I feel like the world has stopped ending
But I’ll always know that’s not true
I almost don’t want it to be true
If it was I’d have nothing to live for
I have to embrace the world ending if I’m going to survive it
