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Break The Silence
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A perfect darkness. Just a simple thing. A place to hide away in. A place to scream or cry. Just that safe place where those masks of existence can be pulled off. Because sometimes it is just uncomfortable to be myself. I don’t know how many of you know what that’s like. To not want to be you, to not want to have lived your life. I sometimes wish I was someone else.
Then there are times when I am at peace with myself. When who I am is who i want to be. I accept me, and live with me. In those times I am great. A lion, strong, fearless and known. Those times are rare for I let the coldness of this world steal the heat of my fire. It’s a stupid, shitty, thing to do. It’s my fire, my strength. I should hold on to it most when I need it most.
I long to be strong. To be able to face these fears that plague my mind. They mock me from the dark corners of my brain. Poking the sensitive parts. My strength fails and I succumb to their little games. It happens every time. Let me find my purpose, and then I’ll find my strength.
