its a 6 sided cube
sharp on the edges
versatile and wide

the desire and need to speak
to silence the quiet underneath

its the listening
doing more listening than talking
to distract my mind

its all the love i give
spread amongst all i meet
hoping to shine a light on a soul
even if i can't shine a light on my own

its the need for attention
reassurance that i'm okay and worthy
of this life

its the dreams of a better day
and a new tomorrow
to start my life fresh
shining and positive

but

its the nightmares
recurring and graphic

its the grinding of teeth
my aching jaw in the morning

its all the emotional trauma i carry
scarred into the folds of my brain
bad habits embedded into my mind
that i'm not sure i can break

its the
fighting fighting fighting
crying screaming
suicide

6 sides cut into endless pieces
always switching rotating moving

happy
sad
angry

exhausting to breathe
exhausting to think