Age comes with a lot of surprises and mainly nothing good.
"The old me is still there but she is too hurt"
A look into my teens.
Credits to @MissFischee98 for this wonderful gift (cover)
It's the edge No further space left Not a single step left
Walking Talking Laughing Smiling
I prefer
forgetting Imagining Sleeping Dreaming
Those little happy moments They don't seem happy no more Those things that makes people smile I can't seem to find why I used to smile along
I reached the edge But, what would happen if I step over? Would I cease to exist? These happy happy sweet things They don't make me smile
All I feel is Anxious Worried Concerned
My mind won't stop working There is no switch Was there ever a switch? I think I destroyed it
Breathing I'm breathing That's why write But breathing feels like nothing Just like how I feel nothing
Except Anxious That sinking feeling I don't want it
I believe in cure I believe in hope I believe in wishes and dreams that come true
But then why is there a rock? Who are these people in my head? Am I supposed to know them?
It's getting bigger They don't stop They don't want me happy They told me that I should worry
I think it's okay But some part of me knows it's wrong I shouldn't accept I shoutout fight But why are they winning?
Tell them to stop The light is dying I'm running It's fading I'm screaming in horror
That's it It's off It's dark Pitch black
But there is a glow It's in my hands And that's the part I won't let them see
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If I tell you when I wrote this, you wouldn't believe me. I think I realize new things about me each day and sometimes I wonder if I'm healing or getting worse? I'm going to believe in healing.
As always, do leave me your thoughts and how you would interpret it.
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