Your mind.
Many mixed emotions come to mind
My mind can be sharp and useful, problem solving. Puting one and two together to create a powerful three.
But at the same time
Right before I go to bed at night
My mind becomes my worst enemy
It just basks in the enjoyment and satisfaction of my self loathe. It loves bringing up senerios that will never happen.
That apology
That confession
That acknowledgment
That care
That text.
All of it is crap. And the memories.
The Memories.
They never change, even when the person does. So im sitting here stuck with this memory while your sitting aomewhere with your next girl.
I really wish I didnt feel so much. Forever wishing I was a heartless 'you know what' who didn't care.
And they arent just about boys.
My head is the main thing that leads to my depression.
Its like I do something I regret
Which leads to depression
Which makes me do something else I regret.
Its really an endless cycle.
I really wish I could just turn it off. Turn it off until I need it.
But sadly I cant.
So im just gonna keep going in hopes to evemtually break this endless cycle
~Temperamentalchick~
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Disquieting Thoughts
PoetryI started this "book" when I was quite younger and the first few chapters reflect that. I'm going to go and edit them eventually but right now, it's a part of my past when my only problem was boys and I don't want to delete that piece of my innocen...
