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Deliberation

Deliberation

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Poetry
You know those moments when you just sit down trying to figure out the emotional mess that is going on inside your head and heart. It's like you are sad but then you are not, like you are depressed but then again you are not. You just feel sorry for yourself for not being strong enough. You try to act tough. To hide whatever it is you are feeling inside you. But in the end all those locked up feelings are subjected to explode. It might take a day or two, a month or a year and sometimes years. And the worst part is when you let those feeling go, when the tears flow. That's when you are at your weakest, that's when all your wounds open up, and that's when hell breaks loose. And most important that's when you are reborn. All of those negative feelings will change you. You will become bitter, cold, heartless even though it's not the real you. People will start telling you that you have changed but then again weren't they the reason? They were behind most of the damage done and you were stupid enough to let them but now, now when you finally build your army, your defenses against their games they start judging you and criticizing your actions. They don't get that this bitterness is nothing more but a shield. A shield your heart makes to save itself from being ripped apart again. No it's a shield your mind installs to prevent the mistakes your heart made when it was in charge.
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so, I've been struggling for a long time now, and I never told anyone about it. I've never opened up. but I met someone who understands how I feel, and I'm beginning to feel again. I don't know how to do it, but I finally feel I can fight. I've been so exhausted. I'm not better, I'm not sure if i ever will be, but I'm not numb, not entirely. I can't say how I'm feeling, or what i am going to write, but if you want it, it's here. This is for you. For everyone who was made to be the villain by those meant to be by their sides. For everyone with a sensitive heart made to grow strong much too quickly. For everyone who struggles to get out of bed in the morning. For everyone who never could find the words to say why. For everyone who struggles to feel and for everyone who feels too much. For everyone who had to pick themselves back up. For everyone who had to parent themselves. For everyone fighting an invisible battle. For everyone who has been underestimated. For everyone who has to flee to other worlds to cope. For everyone who found other means to silence their voices. For everyone who was silenced. For everyone who was over powered. For everyone who was made to be less. For everyone who had to watch someone else suffer and stay silent. For everyone asking themselves, why? Why would you do this? What did I do? Why is this happening to me? It was never your fault.

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