What people fail to realize is that it's an internal struggle.
The hurt vs the hurting.
The love vs the hate.
The belief vs the mistrust.
My heart vs my brain.
My dreams vs my reality.
It's a battle between me wanting to forgive and forget and me physically not being able too.
You know that unknown force that stops you from touching a hot pan?
Or that that invisible force that prevents you from walking into on ongoing traffic?
The mental part of your body that despite everything try's to keep you out of harms way.
That's the nauseous and anxious feeling I have inside me right now.
Because I'm in danger, and this time the danger is you.
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Living Life
PoetryIt's just odd because I grew up thinking that people waited until they were 21 to drink. Couples waited until marriage to have sex and people didn't do drugs. I thought you would always end up marrying your soulmate. Your friends would always be you...
