I have no real withdrawals but I can’t go without the sting
Or harboring the idea that I can erase everything
The drugs didn’t get me high
But I still inject for an escape
For the reason that my brother could look the other way
I’m surviving with no purpose and I’m wasting away my days
I want to be of help to someone but I chase everyone away
You say that you love me now
But I promise that will change
Sophia Bennett is an art historian and freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, symbolism, and artistic expression. With a background in Renaissance and modern art, Sophia enjoys uncovering the hidden meanings behind iconic works and sharing her insights with art lovers of all levels. When she’s not visiting museums or researching the latest trends in contemporary art, you can find her hiking in the countryside, always chasing the next rainbow.
Overwhelmed astronaut 
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