How is it that you really feel?
Leaving out the exterior,
Sinking deep into the core.
Defeated by the confrontations?
Frightened by the conclusions?
Counting on those insecurities?
Fly above it all.
Look! There's so much to let go.
Do you see it?
Happiness that is drifting away.
You chose the darkness to sleep on.
The day eager to be noticed.
Oh heart!
Don't fear the beauty it holds.
Just catch a sight!
Fly to where the wind takes.
Reliance is the cost it asks.
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Too hard to think of a title.
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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.
