If I gave you my soul, would you read each page? Scribble notes of interest and know me. Would you take the time, to help tape the seams? Would you mend, the fragility of my soul? It tears and rips, easily, emotionally.
I choose detachment; Excitement brings more distress, It never brings peace.
Excitement is agitation and agitation leads to desperation which leads to bad outcomes. Excitement is born from expectations and expectations assure disappointment.
charred scaffolding reeks through these hallways, a testimony to rebuilding envious emotions attempt to steal the feelings seasoned demons attempt to seal the ceiling revealing insecurities still healing broken bones cannot mend bridges the strongest doors have the most hinges
I wish people cared. I wish people were there. They're too fed up in their pretty relationships and lives. They don't dare ask about mine I want to hide I want to one day be honest and say: "I'm fine"