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I'm my own worst enemy... and this I know to be true I travel to escape my own self and sometimes that's not enough I carry inside such sadness that sometimes I start burying myself alive I feel so much anxiety but tend to keep it tucked inside, as if trapping myself with a straight jacket ... Always wanting to get out... yelling at the top of my lungs in total silence And God forbid a tear to run down my cheek... as I will stop my breathing if necessary to make any other emotion feel numb ... I am my own worst enemy, and this I know too well... I won't talk about my feelings or the reasons why my heart gets sad when the sun decides to hide I tend to stab the pain inside my heart with silence ... even though this feels as if I was stabbing it with knives ... I know my pain isn't a sign of weakness, but as hard as I try ... it always feels that way I live in a constant battle ... believe me I'm trying not to give up, I know there's more to see in this world, so I constantly  give myself another chance ... My strength has been my biggest companion thus far... and my want for more my saving grace ... I just hope they continue to pull me out of darkness ... because this pain sometimes is too much to bear
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Jan 25, 2019
Jan 25, 2019 at 9:43 PM UTC
My own enemy
I'm my own worst enemy... and this I know to be true I travel to escape my own self and sometimes that's not enough I carry inside such sadness that sometimes I start burying myself alive I feel so much anxiety but tend to keep it tucked inside, as if trapping myself with a straight jacket ... Always wanting to get out... yelling at the top of my lungs in total silence And God forbid a tear to run down my cheek... as I will stop my breathing if necessary to make any other emotion feel numb ... I am my own worst enemy, and this I know too well... I won't talk about my feelings or the reasons why my heart gets sad when the sun decides to hide I tend to stab the pain inside my heart with silence ... even though this feels as if I was stabbing it with knives ... I know my pain isn't a sign of weakness, but as hard as I try ... it always feels that way I live in a constant battle ... believe me I'm trying not to give up, I know there's more to see in this world, so I constantly  give myself another chance ... My strength has been my biggest companion thus far... and my want for more my saving grace ... I just hope they continue to pull me out of darkness ... because this pain sometimes is too much to bear
#strength#anxiety#warrior#heartbreak
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Jan 25, 2019
Jan 25, 2019 at 9:43 PM UTC
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