I wanna escape from this uproarious state.The unsolicited voices that are ringing in my head,
Insinuating me to stop trying to be the best of me.
Because that will never be enough.
I despise the way my mind reacts to other's "fictitious" norms about life.
It wants me to lead my life the way which will be valued by them. Nevertheless, I know it will never save me from condemnation.
I don't want to avouch the fact that I'm subconsciously seeking for validation.
I want to subdue this part of me. In my defence, it will lead people to say much more nonsensical things to have a control over my mind.
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Reverie
Non-Fiction"Raven", my lips started trembling "Yes love",he looks at me "Please love me like you loved me in my dreams" I begged. Tears running down my cheeks. " I tried Elora. But I think I've lost the part of me who once truly loved you. I can't love you any...