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The War Inside My Head

The War Inside My Head

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WpMetadataReadComplete Sat, Jun 6, 2026<5 mins
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Every day feels like a battle no one else can see. This poem is a glimpse into the quiet struggles that live beneath the surface-depression, anger, guilt, exhaustion, and the desperate desire to feel like yourself again. It explores what it's like to carry invisible pain, to feel trapped inside your own mind, and to fight a war that never seems to end. For anyone who has ever felt broken, lost, numb, or alone, this story is for you. Because sometimes the hardest battles are the ones nobody else knows you're fighting.
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꧁❀~☞ •:༺🎀༻ 𝕄𝕒𝕙𝕚 ༺🎀༻:• ☜~❀꧂ Ⓣⓗⓔⓘⓡ ⓛⓘⓣⓣⓛⓔ ⓟⓡⓘⓝⓒⓔⓢⓢ He stared at her and she looked back with her wide, doe like eyes, tears began to well up in those beautiful hazel depths, shimmering like broken glass, without a moment's hesitation, he gently pulled her into a hug, shielding her from the world "Calm down, princess. See your papa is alright" he said, softly stroking her hair "N-no yo-you ar-are ly-lying y-you a-are no-not we-well" she said between hiccups ( No, you are lying, you are not well ) She hugged him tightly, like if she let go, he would disappear ❖ She looked at them in confusion, not understanding why they were laughing at her Mr. Handsome "Why are you all making fun of Mr. Handsome? You shouldn't do that, you all know Mr. Handsome is god's favorite" She said cutely, her lips forming into a pout "How do you know if he's god's favorite or not?" His son asked, half teasing "Because he has seven babies and Nanimaa used to say that when god is happy with someone, he gives them a baby.....If he's really happy, he gives one more and god is very happy with Mr. Handsome.....that's why god gave him seven babies and that's why Mr. Handsome is god's favorite" she said innocently They all looked at her and then, at her Mr. Handsome and burst into laughter ❖ He is her Mr. Handsome🕊 -her saviour -her protector -and her home. 𓆩♡𓆪 She is his daughter🦋 -his jaan -his angel -and his life ✤❀✤ 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤

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