Snippets

Snippet #13

My mind is mess. Memories, feelings, logic and emotion all tangled as one. All screaming at me from every direction. Mixed voices, never one louder than the other. Which one do I listen to? Which one do I let go of? None of them are wrong. But none of them are right. 

They ask me for my opinion. I say, "I don't know."

I'm lying. I do know. But they'll never listen to what I have to say. My thoughts are mess. To speak, I have to be able to make sense of them, and I don't want to.

They'll tell me things I don't want to hear. They'll tell me things that will break the illusion that I have created for myself. They'll tell me things that will finally break my final pieces, and I refuse to let that happen.

So, I let the chaos in my mind continue. Because I refuse to hate. Because I refuse to break. Never silent the voices in your head, but never listen to what they have to say.