In my mind all is quiet
I just feel numb to touch
My eyes tell me a story
Sometimes a little too much
My traits are just me
I won't change who I am
If no one likes it
I don't give a damn
In the midst of time
I am stuck in rewind
Replay it in my head
Memories aren't kind
I try to move on
Thoughts restrain me
But determination kicks in
Wanting my mind to see
All that's around me
Is a book without a spine
Whilst it falls apart
I know that I'll be fine
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Writing has been my friend since a teenager...I laugh, cry, think, pretend, smile as I do it. I feel that I communicate better through my writing as in person I can appear a tad scatty.
I am in that place I thought I had left behind. A place I hoped to never find. This time I have let my actions play with my mind. Confidence I once found. Has ran away.
Should I paper over cracks. Or let them open wide. Shall I bottle all my secrets. And place them to one side. Should I stay above the ground. Or welcome the abyss. Shall I aim at my life's target.
My heart and mind are never in sync. Even when I use my head only to think. My heart jumps in and pauses my thoughts. And then I forget all the heart ache it brought.
Why me. Why am I so special. Why do I matter to you. Why was I chosen To be yours. Why me. Why am I noticed. Why do I deserve you. Why was I chosen Out of all others. Why me. Why am I in bullies...
Like a child crying in the corner; My spirit in the corners of my mind, Howls from all the tears and disorder, Answers to this guilt I cannot find.
I hold you up in the highest esteem. Proud to be part of your life. But what Morsel do I receive. I battle daily with my own low self esteem. Only sit and dream of what could be.
Everything you are is at odds with you Say you hate the old but you're scared of the new Decisive in your mind, your head sits on the fence Enter with a swagger but no confidence Lay the best laid...
When I take a closer look Deep within my own life's book My past and present forgiven Old chapters get rewritten Why do we stand together. United we are not. Why do we hurt each other.
@misslittleDHP great writing Kim,thought provoking,love the book falling apart bit! Brilliant ππππ
I agree with @leelee. Definitely feeling a dash of sad in there. But also a looking ahead. Good writing. β€π
Yes, I sense the sadness (or is it disappointment?) too, but that's a general reflection of life isn't it? Ups & downs, good times & bad....& we all have our demons. Ultimately though, this piece is uplifting-a tale of strength & courage all neatly & eloquently packaged. Lovely Kim ππ
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