I can't explain it to you.
The conflicts that keep rising within me.
I am torn between my insecurities
and everything I feel.
I am stuck between choosing,
its either my anxieties that don't wish to leave
or the ones I love that believe in me.
The loneliness creeps me out,
but even the crowd seems dangerous.
The silence scares me to death,
but the noise is even more frightening.
It confuses me,
Wether life is being unjust towards me
Or is it myself doing this to the broken me.
If I want to be loved and set free,
or breakdown and be confined within me.
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Hiiiii!
Just wanted to ask how are you?
Also to all those anonymous readers..thankyou to you as well. ❤️
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The Chaos Of Breakdowns
PoetryWe all go through breakdowns. Not once not twice but again and again. Sometimes we stand up. Sometimes we fall hard with no hope. Sometimes we give up. Because when it hurts, it hurts bad.
