Anyone else have a moment where your brain puts on a performance?
Then insecurities rehurse all the hurt you've fell in. Comparing each memory as a story debating which ones the worse. Losing count now am I now a fallen star? I've once heard the stars are dead but they blow out so fast. I think I'm laying down talk myself back.
In my guts I pull them out, give my heart a yell and a shout. Let me in, I've caused a sin. Don't even know where to begin. But I refuse to allow these intrusive thought's win. Once upon my happiness I've recognized a win. I've got family and friends that joined me along this dark street. A light under that tunnel was all that I was able to see. But lately these dark thought's caused me to hurt. My insecurities performed an accurate rehearse. I swore upon my MA since birth. Don't have me fooled I know how to be heartless because I was once fooled. I've tried so hard to sleep but insomnia kept me cool. What I'm trying to tell myself is that I'm at war with myself and I with you.