There are some days when every encounter becomes a confrontation, when every incident feels like an army of arrows piercing through the shattered remains of your armor.
These are the days where you must teach yourself to breath deeply all over again, that your hands weren't always balled into fists, but that once held the hand of another.
Sometimes there are days when you are invisible to affection. You are a ghost to the ones you crave to love you. You are withering under a stranger's stare and ****** you just want to be held until the cavity in your chest feels warmth again.
You cannot bare to be alone because when no one's around its easier to decay into your own sorry nightmare, when all you want is solitude to override the static in your head.
But just know it's alright to feel like everything is just a little too much. It's alright to unclench your heart and let your soul spill over until the air around you is moist with your tears. Feel for those who can't, because if I could I'd do the same for you.
tell me what you like, tell me what you don't like, or just say hi.