Isolation is protection
Protection is aloneness
Aloneness is sorrow
And sorrow leads you back
Back to those you love.

I'm learning
That life isn't simple
It's complex

I'm learning
That smiling can cure a wounded heart

I'm learning
That it's okay for people to touch you
It's okay to need a hug
It's okay to not cry alone

I'm learning
That it's normal to take a day to relax
It's easier to focus when you have a clear mind

I'm learning
That sometimes the person you love
Can't love you back

I'm learning
That it's okay to let go
its okay to say goodbye

Im learning
How to be patient
Good things will come

Does anyone really know
The Real Me
?

It seems the madness has truly intertwined with my soul.
My face is no longer my own.
My persona is out in full force.
Each day I question my own reason for being.
My own reason for living.

My mind is a maze I can no longer traverse alone.
I often get lost in those grand hallways of my cruel imagination,
and I fear that soon I may get led astray and never find my way back.

What is this feeling?

This painful longing.

This imposing dread.

This endless terror.

.

I am afraid.

So very afraid.

I do not know what to do.

Sometimes I feel as if I am not even human.

I cry, but no tears fall from my face.

I weep, but no sound leaves my mouth.

What is this feeling?

What have I become, but a walking carcass where a man once was.

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