The confusion
The frustrations
Everything that boils in my head
Why
Why do we overthink
Why do we hurt
Why do we Look for other ways to escape
Drugs
Alcohal
Money
Why can't we stop crying rivers behind the closed doors
Why can't we really trust
Really love
Why don't we believe in what we do anymore
Why do we live when our lives aren't ours
Why don't i give up.
I guess I have to be confused
Maybe frustrated
Maybe the anxiety is just temporary
Maybe the pain let's us know we are still alive
Maybe we don't do the right things to escape the pain
Maybe the drugs get us through the day
maybe the money makes us look good.
NO
maybe its just
I just cry the rivers so i can build a boat to get over it with
I overthink because my optimism has run out
maybe i can't over dose because i know one day the love and my life with not only be real but feel real too.
maybe i feel the pain and cry these warm deep tears so that one day i can motivate the people who feel this same way to get up and wipe their face, build a damn bridge and get over it
move on
smile sometimes and not just fake it
put your razors back together and put them to good use
build up the self confidence
xoxo ****** Love yourself And Everything You are ****** xoxo
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Broken
PoetryThis is just me how i think how i feel unfiltered. well maybe a little filtered for younger viewers ***MY WORDS*** ********NO COPYRIGHT******** Please enjoy this and if you can relate then good, i'd love it...
