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By Farah Submitted by twisted_lie Date: 2015 Dec 30 Comment on this Work [[2015.12.30.20.24.15091]] |
| This is one of the weird phases I go through. I tend to self destruct. At this point my self esteem is gone and I am shedding layers of emotions I did not know even existed. I am not ashamed to talk about it because it is how I feel right now. It is all part of the healing process they said. The emptiness I feel is like an echo, I have no idea where it comes from. Maybe I bottle everything up but I was never good with words. I prefer to express myself through writing or painting or doing crafts or singing, but words? Don't let me use words. I feel like curling up beneath the sheets and surrendering to sleep for an eternity. All I needed was time, but time turned out to be the most expensive request. My heart is like stranger in the desert and the beats it gives out are like the mirage of an oasis. The beats immediately stop as soon as my heart realises there's nothing there. You see for some of you I am a comfortable stop;I shower you with happy vibes but for this one particular person I am home. And it felt good to be decorated with love. But like every owner of any property sometimes you are forced to sell your most valued possessions. I miss being owned if it makes any sense to you. |