For One-Liner Wednesday, I have another line from one of my own poems today (😅), because I am really feeling it:
What doesn’t kill you makes you
Strongly desire to sleep a lot
It’s from this poem, written about a year ago and posted 6 months ago (feel free to follow the link 🙂). Not to be overdramatic, but I feel like, even though I’ve technically survived a lot, it still pretty much broke me. I’ve lost about 4 years of my life, plus the past 2 years of covid (and covid-related restrictions), which hasn’t helped anything.
I’ll post a happier poem later today! 😊