I Don't Want To Forget

ENTRY #21: Walls

I built walls around me in order to see my self-worth.

I'm enjoying it because it made me feel whole and free.

I yearned for it, it was my choice.

But then, I know that deep inside me, I am still hoping...

Hoping that one day, one day, someone will see my worth

and will accept my rotten flesh and broken bones; that someone will break my walls.

Yet waiting makes me anxious and I'm aware that I'll end up drowning - questioning my own existence.

I am a living paradox.

I love what I hate, I hate what I love

but... I'm still hoping, always hoping that it hurts.

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Thursday, June 2, 2016