Sometimes I cut my heart
strings off, to ensure my
sanity.
Sometimes I outgrow people
and situations that bring me
no joy.
Sometimes I wrap myself
away in my cacoon, to keep
burdening thoughts away.
Sometimes I see the darkness
as a time to take a pause and
allow my heart to rest for a while.
Sometimes I become an emotional
mess, but struggle to convey my
thoughts.
Sometimes being human is beyond
complex.