Catharsis

listen.

1.

I wish my thoughts were unrestrained.

I dream that one day it would be as relentless as the waves being beckoned to the seashore, eager to replenish the dry sand. 

2. 

My body is a veil, hiding the true likeness of what I am. Once you take it off, you'll see that I am full of bruises and cuts inflicted by the travesty that lurks within the depths of the enigma everyone thought I was, sadness.

I am no enigma. I am merely a broken soul, and I walk among these roads trying to go on with all the pieces I have left. 

3.

Please, someone repair me, I'm tired of being like this. 

Help me find out what's wrong with me, because it seems everything is.

[a/n] things that keep me up at 9:00 PM and i end up writing about. please don't hesitate to leave a comment. thanks for your support by the way, and i accept book requests!