These last few weeks have been hell
Everywhere i go
My demons follow
They make me think
And force me to see the past
The more i look back
The more negative they show me
And now im wondering
What did i do wrong?
How many people have i hurt?
And why am i only asking this now?
After years of self-torture
And the constant feeling
Of unworthiness
I realize
I was right all along
So im shutting down
Building my walls
And this time
No one can break them
Not again
Because i only seem to get hurt
And im tired of seeing the ghosts
The ghosts of my my past
That follow me like demons
So i will ignore it
I wont talk about it
Or anything at all
And one day
It will stop
It has to
Right?
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4 A.M. Thoughts
RandomJust some things i write when i can't stop thinking. Most of it is trash but i feel like sharing it
