Letter 7

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To the world,

Why are you so cruel?

Why do you stand against good people?

Why do you continue to be angry and bring us pain when all we want is fucking peace?

To the Other Side of Me,

Why are you here?

Why are you tormenting me?

Why are you not letting me leave?

Day after day I hear your voice, and I can't stop you but I've learnt to accept you.

I've learnt to live with you.

I've learnt to be at peace with you.

If 'peace' is what you call it.

Just one more thing I ask, why won't you let me enjoy just a bit of my life?

I don't have hobbies.

I don't know what I like to do for fun.

I'm not good at anything.

Apart from running away.

I can't face you because I am not fucking brave.

Lots of people say I am but I am not.

I am reckless and I go by the saying

"Fake it 'til you make it''

But I don't know what the "make it" is,

And i am sure I never will.

A reckless, afraid piece of shit.

- M

"Cant you see underneath all these smiles, I am breaking?"

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