My demons creep back into my room and rip me to shreds…. Leave me with tears, scars, and blood dripping from my legs…. Who cares though right? I mean that’s how I live life everyday… With the people around me.. Who say they’ll stay?
I mean they said it’d be okay.. But honestly this “okay” feeling has yet to come.. So here I am once again putting on the same mask to hide my true expression.
Though I may smile it doesn’t mean I feel how I look… Looks can be deceiving.. And one might say that I’m a master of deception. I scream for help but I’m still drowning… Will I ever be saved? Will I ever find my purpose?
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yes you will π do you have kik?
I don’t have kik, sorry
Ah, purpose. Unfortunately, not everyone gets that memo which clearly gives direction. In fact, I think it is the exception, but you can dance with it until you get clarity and direction.
Sometimes it’s wise to only share your true feelings with those who have proven themselves worthy.
Wise words my friend.. Thank you