The Power Of Ink

what if

What if I don't like what I find when I unpack all of this?

I am scared of everything

I cannot talk without sweating

Was it just the setting?

Or maybe it's what I feel is upsetting

I do not want to show what's underneath

It doesn't matter what's beneath

I would rather look neat

Pretend that I'm in peace

Than let them hear my fast heartbeat

I should keep my sobriety

Not let it show to the society

The dark door behind the door of my anxiety

Where should I hide the key?

My personality should remain binary

Is this a liability?

Or something with privacy

That I will later write on my diary?

What if I dont like what I find when I unpack all of this?

I can't go under this dark abyss

I'm in a state of crisis, I should tell my sis

Or maybe it's once again a feeling I'll just dismiss

How do I endure this pain I can't resist?

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