My mind is my worst enemy
we have kind of a toxic relationship
it shrivels me to the dust and it makes me overthink even the smallest thing
a cynical weapon even more dangerous and hurtful than any other.
I just want to be free,
to get rid of it and finally just live peacefully,
but I never seem how to and it's just like
will I ever be free?
Isn't it enough if I always say to you
"we are okay"
"we are totally fine"
"he loves me"
"he does"
"stop saying the opposite"
"just stop, it fucking hurts"
But I never get to believe it
I never get even the chance to start believing it
Because dear mind,
Oh, I don't know if you're my best friend and you're just warning me to be careful
Or you're just trying to play me, until I get insane and sick enough to stop listening to you.
And oh, dear mind we know there's just a way to stop listening to you,
... is that what you want?
YOU ARE READING
thoughts by Avril
Poetry🌸 A safe place to refuge all the thoughts that once bloomed on my mind, some of them withered, others just bloom with the seasons and just a few still growing inside of me. Eng/Spa 🌸
