conditioned to think
conditioned to believe
conditioned conditioned conditioned
i think it's funny
don't you?
the way things keep going
the paths they follow
life up life down
side and side and side
well thats how it's meant
maybe how it was written
maybe
maybe the book was burnt
the pages missing
from the beginning it was predestined
i suppose maybe it was also meant
to burn
flames burning flames
uncertainty
quite the scary thing
you never know
when it'll happen
when the string snaps
when the world breaks
when the
when
when
when?
when what?
what do you think.
maybe im supposed to cry
cry at everything
every mishap
cry at every single small little detail
because what is sensitivity when it's not overdosed?
or maybe
maybe
maybe
im supposed to be solid
hard and unyielding
nothing in
nothing out.
just breathe
breathe
breathe
breathe because he was right
you're just how you weren't supposed to be
broken shattered fragments
blood seeping
ever seeping
a small river
a flash flood
its not what you think it means though
just a thought
a simple fleeting thought
until its not anymore.
until it's more than that.
but maybe if you say it
say it one more time
maybe if you tell me im enough
this time, maybe i'd actually believe you
maybe this time
i'd actually trust that you're different
maybe this time i'll finally come to terms with the fact
that you won't leave
you won't say goodbye
maybe.
maybe
maybe
maybe
it'll turn out okay in the end?
i don't exactly know
i don't want to
find out honestly
but i will
even though you've kept me going
and i don't even know who "you" is anymore
even though you watch.
watch
watching
silently
watch
calmly.
making everything
perfectly okay
even in the middle of the woods
you listen
you watch
silently.
and suddenly.
suddenly i can breathe again.
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Poetry
Poetry:TRIGGER WARNING: Suicide/abuse/harm/depression/anxiety These are poems that release some internal emotions I've been feeling. Some of them may be exaggerated or made up as to represent how I'm feeling. Hope you enjoy!
