This doesn't feel right.

I don't wanna
feel this way.

Because every time I do,

I hate it.

It never feels okay.

I always lose
this stupid fight.

Why do I try?

Why do I muster
my strength and might?

I don't wanna meet
someone without
being a whole.

Companionship is important

but

I don't wanna be
a half-empty person
with a half-assed soul.

I don't wanna need
someone else.

That feels wrong.

Give me independence.

Then let me
revel in it...

So I can be strong.

I don't wanna
make that
mistake again.

I don't wanna
feel suffocated
inside that pain.

I hate it.

Every moment
of it, wretched.

It's never
how they say
it should feel.

It's not real.

Just add it
to the list
of things I dread.

You won't break me.
You won't bring me down.
I am free.
I won't be pushed
to the ground.
Your false concern
has no place here.
Your words turned
into a malicious knife,
But you won't bring me fear.
I don't need you in my life.

Where do leaves
go as they fall
to the ground?

Do they travel
the world or
stay in town?

Do they love
dancing through
the breeze
or long for
union with
beloved trees?

Do they pretend
to be butterflies
floating
and
fluttering
through the sky?

Are they aware
of decomposition
or
Breaking down
slowly once hitting
the ground?

Are they aware
of reality?

Do they know
their existence
won't lead to
permanent fatality?

Are they aware
of the essence
that births
new life
as seeds sprout
from the soil
of Mother Earth?