If I close my eyes- my fears are my keep.
If I stay awake-the voices don't sleep.
My dreams and nightmares merge into one.
Reality seeps into my safe space.
It's as if this world wants me to break.
I don't know what this world will make.
I really think this time I'm done.
I really think this time- the thoughts I run from.
The thoughts I leave buried deep; will break through, and drown me in the abyss that is my life.
I am all out of fight.
life drags you down it seeps into every part of your life if you ignore it.
It's funny-how one word can change everything.
One word can make the good memories fade away.
One word can hurt more than a physical blow.
One word can overtake your every thought.
One word can consume you.
One word can break you.
It's funny how one word can destroy you, but one word can also set you free.
I would rather be hit with sticks and stones- then ever have to hear that one word.
the saying "sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me" is a lie. It is something we say to gather strength and dignity after the words have already done their damage.
I have never claimed to be perfect.
I always admit to my flaws,
but somehow they can always force me to show my claws.
So I take a break.
I quickly pause,
because if I stop.
I will shatter from their barbed jaws.
I’m falling to pieces and I feel so alone.
I feel like I have no place to call home.
I’m in shambles
This world is made of people.
People who cheat.
People who lie.
People who deceive.
People who die.
There are many evils in this world.
People are liable to put up veils to disguise what evils they have but;
there are also joys.
People who love whole heartily.
People who are loyal to their core.
People who would never *****.
People who will save this world from the autocracies of this world.
There is evil, but there is good.
remember for every bad person in your life there is 3 good ones at least.
She was alone, but she preferred it that way.
Because when she was alone- she could see herself.
She could be herself.
She could feel.
She could breath.
The crushing feelings of pain and anxiety disappeared.
She was alone, but she was not lonely.
she was alone, and she preferred it that way.
Being alone can clarify ones mind as much as it can destroy one.
As a child-
When the waves knock you down it's a game.
You are so innocent to the true nature of the sea.
You are innocent to its depth.
As an adult-
When a wave knocks you down, you run.
Because you can see the true terror of what lies beneath its beautiful, blue surface.