Shots fired armor donned shielding the softness displayed so openly in the springtime haze of youth fear chokes trust persuades us that everyone is hiding a knife up their sleeve we package up our vulnerability wrap our heart in bubble wrap expecting each wound to bleed a little less but healing is impossible in the absence of oxygen.
We live in a world surrounded with friendly monsters disguised as friends, family, relatives and folksters. Be wary of whom you let tame you and be wary of whose cage and stables you enter into for it will be invisible behind pretty smiles hidden behind small talks and small walks in dangerous aisles a journey seeming utterly beautiful like snowflakes in winter but in reality, they’ll all use you, disgrace you and leave you bitter.
I wrote this back in 2018, lol sometimes i find scribble saved all over that i had completely forgot about
I enter to see perfect smiling faces by themselves, with others, with places and things Here is shiny and there is new with an underlining endless hum of energy Scrolling is breathing; I can only stop it for so long before I’m gasping I find myself competing with the perpetual perfection; Wondering how their waist is so small, their teeth so white and their life so golden as I sit in the shadow of my own depression.