That part of me has dissolved into nothingness.
Eyes flooded, mind racing, heart pounding,
I ask myself, "why do I continue to take this mental abuse?"
To take all the pain while you think nothing of it.
Like this is normal for you.
Am I the crazy one for staying and dealing with the suffering?
"This is not normal, move on."
I exhale my twisted mind to others around me explaining my heartache and misfortunes.
And they all reply with the same answer.
"Move on."
"She's not worth it."
"You're crazy for staying."
"You're too smart and good looking for this."
"There's millions of fish in the sea."
But you need to be aware that although the sea is beautiful and blue,
It's full of Piranhas and sharks too.
I can't move on knowing that I haven't tried my best.
I'm attached to the thought of how beautiful we could be.
But I've come to a realization,
"You've done everything you could, it's not you at this point."
For now, I'll laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears.
Everything happens for a reason.
So maybe it is time to move on.
To put my soul at peace.
The war is over.
Mend your wounds and clear your mind.
Stop crying, dry your eyes.
8/26/19
11:44 PM
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The Words I've Never Said
PoesíaA place where I put my soul on display for the world to see. Here's a closer look at the ups and downs of my consciousness. If I could use two words to describe my writing they would be an emotional rollercoaster. My goal is to heal those reading...
