Am I too weak,
Or too strong ?
Should I let go,
Or keep holding on?
What is weakness,
If not an over exhaustion of strength ?
What is strength,
If you haven't felt a tenth of comtempt ?
Questions,questions,
Run around my head.
Out of control and intertwined.
Running,jumping ,an answer hard to find.
I feel weak but I'm told I'm strong,
But if I'm strong,how am I barely holding on?
To sanity,
To sleep,
To humanity,
All are slipping out of grasp.
Swept up by the winds,
Tossed about in the waves.
Bruised,burned ,buried,
Scared in every way.
But I'm strong they say,
And I nod and smile,but honestly I'm desperate for an explanation, I've been so incredibly desperate for a incredible while.
No,they'll never completely understand,
How could I expect?
Because understanding ; answers,
From myself - about myself generally out of reach are kept.
Away from them,
Equally as far from me.
Slipping,escaping,
Answers never in my reach.
Anger,
Bubbling,broiding,growing each day.
Confusion,
However remains unmatched in every way.
The question remains,
Like the void in my soul.
Strength or weakness,
The secret of the difference,never to be told.
But in my opinion,
The difference between the two are blurry at best.
Weakness ,in theory,truly,
Equals strength.
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BUT...
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